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Originally Posted by dead man
lying
silent and naked. its dark outside and crickets are chirping
we hear it from the windows of our second-floor purchase
Simple, but great imagery.
leave me tied to a bench
its like i never left my father's house inside of my head
adolescent evermore. its wild and upsetting
how we'll never feel much older than our time as a kid,
Damn. This is real.
using rhyme to repress. or is it silent expression?
either sublimation only guides me to questions -
alligator fang-snapping terrorizing the lake
or a thousand-mirror medusa on an island of snakes
"a thousand-mirror medusa on an island of snakes." Yikes.
either accept it and let it lie in your veins
or lie in a grave full of promises we probably made
neurologic escapist. diagnostic enslaved
healing others to account for all the life that i wasted
biomatrix, stuck in transit. red-line ride, 35th
spent my life counting minutes til my life can begin
a giant in skin. mindful militia, vibrant within
when lightning struck oil and mined a diamond instead
Wow.
secretion and sense is all we contribute. simple as pie
boil it down - your only memory is how you're designed
but
why
Great ending.
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Listen man, not many people impress me anymore, I've seen them all. But you continue to. Inspiring stuff. Oh, and start writing screenplays or a novel or something... your talents are wasted here.