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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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boxterjulep:
will closer us death bring not it feel can i.
joyrider:
not forgotten yet yet yet.
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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
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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
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miao!! I am so broke that I got a milkshake on layaway at McDonalds.
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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.
quijybo:
ooo. was it a shamrock shake?
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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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penelopelee:
my mom says you're "radiant."
penelopelee:
they only want you when you're 17, when you're 21, kitten bun.
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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?
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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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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...
debrajean:
That's just what I was thinking!
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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.... smile -t.
penelopelee:
nothing's the matter. stupid misunderstandings. that, and i need to start going to parties alone.
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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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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.
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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!!!