Note- scratch numbers 1 and 2.
Story still forthcoming.
A few wee tiddlers.
Got a cold
Mucus my sworn enemy
Hidden in every cranny
Eyes awash with silent tears
Crying out for justice
Ears walled up
In the wax of their ignorance
Head thumping slowly
And spinning in circles
Work to be done
Swarms on the table
Eyes only for me
Saying " Time has come"
And "Feed me"
When the pivoting earth
Capsises beneath me
And my besieged skull gives way
And shatters....
Thursday, September 04, 2003
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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