throw from here I can see
a mound of cursors blinking
like a million black curses
which constitutes their thinking
those piled in reluctance
for that blessing ensues
by the fall of the first
and the last of the mews
what drags me through sleep
and spoils it like news
begs my soul to keep
soul spark, the bruise
to sustain unassuaged
that thought of...
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a mound of cursors blinking
like a million black curses
which constitutes their thinking
those piled in reluctance
for that blessing ensues
by the fall of the first
and the last of the mews
what drags me through sleep
and spoils it like news
begs my soul to keep
soul spark, the bruise
to sustain unassuaged
that thought of...
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boxterjulep:
will closer us death bring not it feel can i.
joyrider:
not forgotten yet yet yet.
I am Hell Bendt and Heaven Scented
watch discorporeal writhe unwreathing of
of neon salamander red
weave instead
of whispers bled
from lightly salted wounds
souls eclipsed p a s s e d
collapsed plastic kiss
and all the true one's bleak zoo children
break and chew runes then
sod
areciboArecibo
watch discorporeal writhe unwreathing of
of neon salamander red
weave instead
of whispers bled
from lightly salted wounds
souls eclipsed p a s s e d
collapsed plastic kiss
and all the true one's bleak zoo children
break and chew runes then
sod
areciboArecibo
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nudwig:
I'm kinda y boned and new car scented
baphomatic:
throw from here I can see
a mound of cursors blinking
like a million black curses
which constitutes their thinking
those piled in reluctance
for that blessing ensues
by the fall of the first
and the last of the mews
what drags me through sleep
and spoils it like news
begs my soul to keep
soul spark, the bruise
to sustain unassuaged
that thought of all engaged
in one elaborate gore
whilst whiskers are strewn
the world comes to ruin
its rubble knit dusk
rut bubbling rot musk
masks faces in phazes
born between two places
screams as through a cylinder
passes then raises the posts
passage catch casts prize
and swine
before pearls
life dives and it curls
twists, unfurls
and kindles the mind
upon worlds that unwind
built by the dawn
and the dust of stars gone
its eloquent language
a scrabble sublime of the parts
in a chaos and riddle
the name in the slime
parceled in proportions that dribble
exhibiting the one that is three that are none
like the scroll bar, dragging through my thought
that sleeps comes like days and life wakes like not
I'm gone, gone for before
light light light
a mound of cursors blinking
like a million black curses
which constitutes their thinking
those piled in reluctance
for that blessing ensues
by the fall of the first
and the last of the mews
what drags me through sleep
and spoils it like news
begs my soul to keep
soul spark, the bruise
to sustain unassuaged
that thought of all engaged
in one elaborate gore
whilst whiskers are strewn
the world comes to ruin
its rubble knit dusk
rut bubbling rot musk
masks faces in phazes
born between two places
screams as through a cylinder
passes then raises the posts
passage catch casts prize
and swine
before pearls
life dives and it curls
twists, unfurls
and kindles the mind
upon worlds that unwind
built by the dawn
and the dust of stars gone
its eloquent language
a scrabble sublime of the parts
in a chaos and riddle
the name in the slime
parceled in proportions that dribble
exhibiting the one that is three that are none
like the scroll bar, dragging through my thought
that sleeps comes like days and life wakes like not
I'm gone, gone for before
light light light
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jason:
oooh! the twins cover weezer's 'island in the sun' in that beach movie. priceless.
you now have more accomodation alternatives upon your return visits to the metropolis.
you now have more accomodation alternatives upon your return visits to the metropolis.
quijybo:
ooo. was it a shamrock shake?
Me boarding the airplane, wearing a T-Shirt that says
"Mohommed Atta is MY Co-Pilot":
"Wheh! I sure have BEEN LADEN with all of this damn luggage"
I wipe the sweat from my forehead as I am dragged away to be beaten systematically tortured by airport security for 67 hours with no sleep or food, before being handed over to federal authorities who reprogram my reality...
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"Mohommed Atta is MY Co-Pilot":
"Wheh! I sure have BEEN LADEN with all of this damn luggage"
I wipe the sweat from my forehead as I am dragged away to be beaten systematically tortured by airport security for 67 hours with no sleep or food, before being handed over to federal authorities who reprogram my reality...
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penelopelee:
my mom says you're "radiant."
penelopelee:
they only want you when you're 17, when you're 21, kitten bun.
as much as I would have like to you might free a trial sized ample sight item from out rectilinear department! and then we might even level your what you rode in on your soul, your rainbow's a happening might as matter stammer now until you've brought only as long as heap keeps and at hammer up it apparently likes the sweepstake crickets get carried...
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krista:
just say when...
krista:
Yes, but unfortunately I am trapped in this Earth time/space continuum. I am frequently forced to submit to 24 hour days, in which people actually sleep for 6-8 hours at a time. Please rescue me...when are you actually at the museum?
I've seen this
three rungs of silence
first nothing incubates indiscriminatly
the all from without which in turn
cradles the light illimitable
and from hence the not that is
is no longer not but singularity is,
that begat all and to which in all
is begotten in abortive clockwork
where we are we are all that we wear
or we're wear we were
the only...
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three rungs of silence
first nothing incubates indiscriminatly
the all from without which in turn
cradles the light illimitable
and from hence the not that is
is no longer not but singularity is,
that begat all and to which in all
is begotten in abortive clockwork
where we are we are all that we wear
or we're wear we were
the only...
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photonix:
Great writing! Like your site also...
I see we both enjoy Mr Boyd Rice and the desert dream. If your interested I have a photo of him I shot in LA this past summer on my site..under Music and Media. There is also a Douglas P. photo stuck in the road gallery....
Nice to meet you...
I see we both enjoy Mr Boyd Rice and the desert dream. If your interested I have a photo of him I shot in LA this past summer on my site..under Music and Media. There is also a Douglas P. photo stuck in the road gallery....
Nice to meet you...
debrajean:
That's just what I was thinking!
KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's There? KNOCK KNOCK! Who's...
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t12117174:
hee hee.... 
-t.
-t.
penelopelee:
nothing's the matter. stupid misunderstandings. that, and i need to start going to parties alone.
To Burt Reynolds, I hope he's still alive
THANKSGIVING/ WELCOMETAKING
I give my thanks to you and to all.
Thank you for your disposition, ecumenical and ferocious beyond all rank in the heirarchy of being . Thank you for "What the Fuck" ears and confused, irritated kittens.
I am thankful for the War Against the Brain
I am thankful for the right to preserve my...
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THANKSGIVING/ WELCOMETAKING
I give my thanks to you and to all.
Thank you for your disposition, ecumenical and ferocious beyond all rank in the heirarchy of being . Thank you for "What the Fuck" ears and confused, irritated kittens.
I am thankful for the War Against the Brain
I am thankful for the right to preserve my...
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lil_tuffy:
burt reynolds is my hero.
ika13:
Charlton Heston v. Burt Reynolds. This is all! Charlton Heston is MY PRESIDENT, senile though he may be! And I am thankful for violence. And Cthulhu. And violence caused by said squamous horror from the nether-regions of doom.
Well first there are the reptilian fiends that invaded my cluttered brain-scape first, ripping to shred (and shripping to reds) the semblance of an identity-matrix temporally positied as my "self" grid . A blistering distance between me and the South Pole. Ahh hNeuschwabenland, how I long to return! Where frightful delights cease the soul in shrouds of snow. Robert Frost is crucified there. the sun...
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boxterjulep:
R. Kelly marked his territory on you? Me too?! People know better too. They come up to me, sniff, and go away. They must know that I am the property of R. Kelly.
penelopelee:
DO YOUR HOMEWORK!!!
what does this insinuate?
in sin you ate my man nectar
in sin you ate my man nectar
boxterjulep:
I don't know, so it must be art.
penelopelee:
hi, pretty.
bye, pretty.
bye, pretty.
Today is such a wonderous day~~~
May many fanged, black-eyed and bat-winged baby heads follow me around and hurl insults and curses at me for the rest of my life!
May genetic zombie half-swine vomit AIDS blood over my lacerated corpse in Hell!
Ulger Vugly Multilation Parade!
Only drowning in a Sea of Scorpions would be more satisfactory!
I love today.
May many fanged, black-eyed and bat-winged baby heads follow me around and hurl insults and curses at me for the rest of my life!
May genetic zombie half-swine vomit AIDS blood over my lacerated corpse in Hell!
Ulger Vugly Multilation Parade!
Only drowning in a Sea of Scorpions would be more satisfactory!
I love today.
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penelopelee:
where ARE you?
come over. my mom said it was okay. we can ride the subway, go to the whitney and buy cashmere sweaters.
fack. get plane tickets.
come over. my mom said it was okay. we can ride the subway, go to the whitney and buy cashmere sweaters.
fack. get plane tickets.
joyrider:
unseen Chaos (po-te-kitea)
Unpossessed, Unpassing
Chaos of utter darkness
Untouched and Untouchable
- Maori Chant
Unpossessed, Unpassing
Chaos of utter darkness
Untouched and Untouchable
- Maori Chant
racked by terror buffeted by pain, bleak abject absolution spurned rambunction and fitful compunction as a mid-air spasm-trickle. Fuck my ass and call it Tuesday. unto it meant, sought as it seems, distracted playsets thought they were brought places but no instead of body told them sat there, working other satisfied instead? Wouldn't you FUCK? WWWOUNDEAD WOULDN'T CHEW?! DAh. Gone I've been seen. They even...
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penelopelee:
http://suicidegirls.com/girls/Gwendolyn/25300/page3/
the only coherent thing you've ever written on this cursed website melts my heart.
when i went to shake that man's hand, i did it all funny by accident. he was all, "93." and i was all, "93," while grabbing his hand in like this pseudo-urban gang-type handshake formation. and then i stumbled down the cobblestone hill in my platform boots. i make the BEST IMPRESSIONS.
i can't come to pittsburgh to see sully because i have clazz. you'll have to go in my stead and tell them to play another show after i move there, or i'll cut my ear off and send it to them.
the only coherent thing you've ever written on this cursed website melts my heart.
when i went to shake that man's hand, i did it all funny by accident. he was all, "93." and i was all, "93," while grabbing his hand in like this pseudo-urban gang-type handshake formation. and then i stumbled down the cobblestone hill in my platform boots. i make the BEST IMPRESSIONS.
i can't come to pittsburgh to see sully because i have clazz. you'll have to go in my stead and tell them to play another show after i move there, or i'll cut my ear off and send it to them.