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Claws of Water

Icy wretched pain
Radiating from within,
Why does it persists?

With the glow of agony
Claws of water tear the eyes.

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I See

I see a woman
Desperate to keep faith to an
Absent man of war.

I see a lone man
Rejected by a woman
Long lost long ago.

I see a couple
Sitting in a dark corner
Lost in lust and love.

I see the drunkards
Desperate for life
To take them away.

-Hunter Coch

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Creative Chaos

Darkness in the heart
Of matter’s dancing dream-scape.
Infinity falls,
To the beat of disaster.

Creativity rages.


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Premonition

She looked within me
From across the crowded room,
Eyes of lust and steele.
And it was in that moment
I knew what the night would bring.

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White Fire

Look into your soul
And the pitch of selfishness
Reeking jealousy.
Find hidden fire within
And let white light burn it free.

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The Rage of Lust

As i sit and see
And look on forbiddenly
With feverish thoughts,
Pleasures possibilities.

What lust can enter
With such sinning sinsations
That traverse the mind.

Desires that burns like rage
Shining through the eyes,
Can they be interpreted?

What thoughts can be seen
Behind the tethered glances,
And the unspoken
Translations of the body.

As i sit and see
The friendly smiles around.

What goes on behind?

Do secret desires hide?

Does lust sit seething?

Damn it! Speak to me of dreams,
Tell me of those secret thoughts.

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No Way

In search for the road,
Seeking a destination.
Lost in wilderness,
A state of desolation.
In the forest of be-ing.

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Way of the Drifter

He’s got pale blue eyes
And a sly crooked smile.
His heart burns with rage,
For the world has done him wrong.
He walks upon dunes,
Wind and sand,
      His face weathered.
Always on the hunt,
He seeks to reap his vengeance.
None are left but ghosts
In a sea of empty death.
Few dare cross his path.
He is destroyer of men,
Lone Saint of killers.
Judicator of the lost
Walking the dark road of dusk.

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Part of the Drifter series


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Be

What’s life
      But a dream,
To be lived to its fullest
By the living dead.

Live your potential,
      Become.
Become what your soul screams for.

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Climax

Desire becomes
Lust.
      Hedonistic passions
Climax in the night.

What joy women’s bosoms bring,
What pleasures blossom below.

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