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Want to thank everyone yesterday for the kind words especially ladyjane. Really made me feel better. Another day and more classes. Went smooth as silk and nothing to report there really.Comics come out tomorrow so big yay there. And on Thursday I'm gonna actually attempt to ask the cutie who works at Heroes Aren't Hard to Find out(any advice on that is appreciated, cause I suck with this sort of thing). I also plan on using that certificate my friend gave me for Christmas and I can't decide between The Best of Will Eisner's The Spirit(love Darwyn Cooke's version) or Paul Pope's Batman Year 100. The small choices are always so hard. And along with this mini-memoir you get another part of my far-out storyline. Peace and Love

-Dannysmash


Omega Lot II: Visceral Arrival and the Stone Cold Cadaver

Cozened from this writhing womb
The holy light in slit-shaped darkness
Blinding the shell of the ocular nerve
Cut slideways the cord to this room
To get out of this suffocating sarcophagus
Papercut air scratches
the throbbing corpuscles
In the clutches of the man swathed
in the shades of her blood
And a lightbulb eye
The Killing Joke being
The patriarch is gone
and the cadaver on the stained bed
is mother no more
The Other is gone
The Lamb bathed in its fetal sludge
He calls him the last
He calls him the last
He calls him the last