Duck's Disconcerting Deconstructions

[Koduckushi]

Nothing special here, I just want to put these somewhere outside of my notebook. Maybe others can relate or will get to know me in an abstracted way. I'm not particularly experienced with any kind of creative writing, so if there are critiques worth offering, please help me grow.

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I've got nothing but a bucket and a cord.

Laid out sunning, darkness encroaching the fjord.

Full tilt running now, f*** it, head indoors.

Bunker is humming, crimson blanket pushing me into the floor.

Cocoon or spacious tomb, time to choose your own adventure.

"Best make sure you bring a cowl and censer"

Returned from the swap meet, frayed nerves and broken renders.

Foreign contact like a paddle, not shocking they're hindered.

Begging the question, interstellar lesson, remnants left cinders.

Scoop the embers, shuffled into new vessel, pray for integrity.

Sitting left of me, sinking into the dunes, poor synechdoche.

Always mishandled. Self replicating denial of what's best for me.

Last sentiment laid before new tenant; Know thyself before attaining "spiritual victory."

 

[Koduckushi]

Pleading in the chamber of self reflection.

Unchanging monolith provides an incoherent introspection.

Unseen interstitial informs the nature of interdiction.

Friction or inertia, dosage makes the poison.

Lemmings, saucers, and Dionysus, myriad ways to present buoyant fiction.

Shout out to the real ones, secret handshake shared despite inevitable derision.

Flickering lights at the amusement park rattle caged missions.

Remember the reason for pilgrimage, monolith always retains vision.

Sights and sounds conspire to inflict animalistic intuition.

Footsteps in the dark, shadow boxing superstition.

 

[Koduckushi]

Creativity:

Standing at the foot of Mons Olympus.
Trapper keeper full of cloistered intangibles.

Further the ascent, heavier grows the handle.
Cast aside to touch the sky and light a candle.

Pledged to the jailer, helping illuminate shared panopticon, homecoming soured by the incomplete.

Infinite summer materialized in the stifling heat, trophy for the display help others overcome defeat.

 

[fink]

I can say one thing for sure my friend, you've given me a whole new dictionary of words to look up. Outstanding vocabulary

 

[Koduckushi]

[Plans on the Plank]

Feeble feelings offered in earnest, wild four thrown to the pile.

Reconsider options for the next engagement. Knock off a few percentile.

Spin up the self analysis. Is the answer external or denial?

Empathy sought but understanding left for the outcome of the trial.

Aware of the disembodied smiles whisper, words carry it's capricious guile.

Ancient lizard reacts to seperate members. Bubbles in clay, and higher rises the fire.

Smooth out the wrinkles and imperfections, or be tossed in a ditch instead of floating pyre.

Difficult to deliver the handshake when the bidding comes from a cloistered liar.

Perspective is the key to the waiting room, Patience is the answer to desire.

 

[Koduckushi]

Born into a calcifying coffin, trapped within the artifice of sensation.

"I know Kung-Fu" works about as well as "calm down." false divination.

Blind prophets expedition through the catacombs, only truth is life's cessation.

Sympathetic innervation, spurred into action, desperate grasp on answers for a tough question.

Deleterious or deliverance. Hindsight bestows clarity. Case closed. The never ending investigation.

Overlook the blindside and never peep encroaching devastation.

Continue the death march, blinders on locked in, turn off and tune in.

Even cautious magnified eyes can set fire to anything in their gaze.

Simple thermal ablation.

Stare too long and risk crippling future restoration.

 

[Koduckushi]

Funny thing about consciousness, inflatable wavy armed tube man. Emergent complexity.

Bought a book on paradoxes, all pages blank, final one was a mirror staring back at me.

Meditations on meditations, see myself in other people's written legacy.

A mote of soul, hermit crab, shuffled into puppet masters skillful artistry.

Juggling control of the cockpit, who's hand adds spice? Or is it called variety?

Infinite gestation, always in pursuit. A work in progress stemming from primordial mystery.

Foreign actors can infect any hapless shambler, recognize the parasites restriction of self identity.

 

[Koduckushi]

Biding my time waiting for the right moment to approach the feeder.

Burning eyes and death on my fingers. Zeroed in, I don't need to speak to your leader.

Holistic desires aligned to deliver the coup, data shows fertile ground to plant new cedar.

Hallowed soil consecrated, keep off the lawn, protect the seedlings from nature's shearers.

Druid circles and fairy rings. Commune with something real. Do it right and become one with the healed and the healers.

Paradoxical perspectives induce new ideations, boredom is the mind killer's dealer.

Whispered comforts coalesce into beautiful pearls. Wise listeners know of the grime in its center.

 

[Koduckushi]

~Dungeons and Damsels~

Push or pull; different approach to meet the same goal.

Scared to work in opposition, wasted effort makes frustration easily observable.

From finger to bone, activated charcoal, Beware the poisoned communal watering hole.

If it takes two to make a thing go, integrating outside lenses helps bring peace to our knoll.

I don't hate you. Never have, never will. I'm running on E and feeling my engine knock.

Machine priests' gnarled hand outstretched to receive its toll.

Only have enough to pay a single bidder, no natty on the charisma roll.

Too much octane for a two stroke, prayer won't make a broken machine whole.

 

[Koduckushi]

Ghost in the grindhouse.

Jeepers creepers.

No old man Jenkins Flipping lights out.

Undead seekers.

Align the lenses and see the binding Gauss.

Limbless dealers.

Cross streams to require ethereal delouse.

Brain-dead creatures.

Symbol carved to ward solicitors. Lowered brows.

Noisy sleepers.

Messy cutting room; newly portioned sacred cows.

Scaly teachers.

Death defying leap over chasm, no lighthouse.

Haunted theater.

 

[Koduckushi]

How much do you pay?

More immediately, what's it going to weigh?

Winge the henge, too much to say.

Is it yours or mine at the end of the Rendez

Blew out a new windshield, new dawn, old ways.

Light my candles, raid my dressers for lessons and Hanes.

Burned effigies left for your unskeptical gaze.

Mirrors ain't real if you're eyes aren't same clade.

Thousand broken pieces staring up from my grave.

Shattered ankles, "Neat-O!" Oh lord, what a shame.

Forgot my towel, no meta before telophase.

Back to square one, attention and dossiers.

Submit true answers, don't help me pray.

 

[Koduckushi]

~Sidewinder Self~

Salient question met with verbal vitriol.

Sidestepped the point, rage far from vestigial.

Sleep is non-trivial. The bookie demands deliverables.

Smallest inconveniences make anguish convival.

Sinister whispers, begging for all things needful.

Slowly building, these pillars of salt kill people.

Sadly, my outburst gives a preview of futures sequel.

Seance and rain dance to wash away the dark path to Sheol.