Description:Of no conscience

Description:Of no conscience
My name: Daniel H. Schluckebier. I am slightly an aggressive person with a good sense of humor. Man on a mission with goals to achieve. I love spending time to myself or with weird and interesting people. I love writing and into artistic thinking. I enjoy creating new identities and tend to be multi-personalistic from time to time... Considered mysterious and random. Not to be annoyed or upset. Very easy going...

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

A Mute Tongue

Its all because I am wrong
I can't say things right.

The pain at my throat exhausts me
trying not to cry at night.

Its like suffocating under the ocean blue
dying for a chance to be with only you.

You are the butterfly whose wings I can't clip.

To be the nectar, the sweetness you can't sip.

Its as if I bear my father's curse but my shoulders never break.

I am he, the son, the secret of my mother's womb.

I am the closed casket, the son and the secret of a destined tomb.

6 comments:

Leonardo Melendez said...

As always, wicked stuff.

Daniel H. Schluckebier said...

Hey thanks,
so what have you been up to other than forgetting us...

Beth said...

Hey that is really great. Are you going to deal with it anytime soon? I think you should.

* Ice Queen * said...

secretive?!

Everything has a reason why said...

nawww.. priscie just doesn't understand it!!
i like it danny but i get the benefit of the doubt- you explained it to me.

Beth said...

You explained it to her and not me?

The Reapers Boulevard

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