He hated the sound of indrawn breath
Despised air rattling through fleshy tubes
He was only ever at his best
When the heat was on
When the cards were down
With oxygen in short supply.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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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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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
1 comment:
I like, esp the fleshy tubes... kinda gross n cool at the same time.
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