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Post by expressionthruskating on Jun 22, 2004 16:42:52 GMT -5
well here is an offering of crappy crapness, written in the 5 minutes before my first englihs exam today,
i figured a random rant would be the best tihng to get this particular place moving again...
perhaps not
anyway enjoy:
Reaching out was the only thing you did wrong. Touching frayed nerves with glass like perfection All at once from a single fingertip A thousand signals, each a singal shiver, Up, Down, Left, Right, Through his ice-block sculpture You had a grasp on those things ge hid Away, Locked, Hidden, Trapped, The signals turned to shivers The shivers turned to jolts, A violent affection, You reached out abd touched, A wreck of nerves He withdrew With familiar silence Perfection froze him, in moments of convulsion, Tingling, Shooting up his broken neck, Knocking on his frosted glass window, For an hour, a month or so, so Insistant Hypnotic Perfect, He let you in, with all your glass-like perfection, You reached out, you touched frayed nerves, you reached out, he cut off your hand.
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Post by forelander on Jun 23, 2004 2:58:43 GMT -5
If that's crap, i'd hate to see something you deem good.
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Post by bodkinator on Jun 24, 2004 16:25:22 GMT -5
the end kills me. its all so serious until then. excellent.
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