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Blud.. The blood-drop sun hangs for a moment in a balance of time—Day’s slow decline—as she gives herself over to the darker desires and animal fears of her other,Blud..
Queen of the unknown and unknowable world, Night. Was there ever a time, long ago, that Day had compassion left for this world?
by ~kountrklchr
An empty voiceThere is a voice on the water,An empty voice
she speaks through her silence lapping hungrily at the shore.
There is a voice on the meadow, she speaks through her silence with flutes of grass, thundering trees.
There is a voice on the mountain, she speaks through her silence drawing breath to the heartbeat of the world.
by ~kountrklchr
twistedby ~kountrklchr
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For You - 15i don’t know how to love you better than silence, my broken-window mouth, words likeFor You - 15
ice, sharp slick &n
by *vespera
ManBomb SagaManBomb is high in doom-blue sky, metal-shriekSystem-sleek, “hello-goodbye”(They covered Bikini Atoll in asphalt, you know. To keep the demons in the soil) everyone says in screams to red-carpet celebrity ManBomb in doom-blue sky, streamlined and smooth, math-perfect, Big ManBomb is masturbation for kneeling erection action children-mass. Young-Young boiling circuit blood, battery zinc sharp like burning, slime like bleach. All knees are the human-heap, eye-orbs all TV all up in-at sky (doom-blue, just like smiling sparkling man-eater oManBomb Saga
by ~wukurd
Her Bible, Resurrectionsvii. I know that I will sometimes be Cain, you, Abel, and that I will grow jealous enough to wield dangerous games; Know that, always, the children of our two souls, our love making, , the residue left on our sheets, will be in the light of us. We can resurrect ourselves in the power of our pull.Her Bible, Resurrections
We can take turns playing Hera to our other’s fancies. We can make constellations by tossing our lovers into the air. I promise never to hurt one of your pretty maidens, but I’ll paint you pregnant messages in the sky, full of shortcuts home to me
by *vespera
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- Current Residence: Hudson Valley, NY
- Interests: expanding the possible in human consciousness
- Favourite band or musician: Streetlight Manifesto, Catch 22, The Epoxies, The Aquabats, Fischerspooner, Op Ivy, The Unseen
- Favourite genre of music: Ska, Punk, Electroclash, Techno, Folk
- Favourite poet or writer: ginsberg, kerouac, Mahavairocana
- Skin of choice: pierced
- Favourite game: breakfast
- Favourite gaming platform: a king size bed.
- Tools of the Trade: casual
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Love and pancake-floss,
Cody C. Gaisser
((sad to think that soon our children won't be able to enjoy everything we have...))
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Realize, sometimes I fall in love from a poem,
each language is its own passion
each syntax, a new religion,
and new words, a romance
I get lost in.
Nothing new here, school, work, boyfriend (same one for three years though
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~*~Kat~*~
>^..^<
GO ME!
this one is a quote by a writer from sports illustrated who was addressing how he selects the baseball MVP.
"I have only one iron-clad rule. There are no iron-clad rules."
I thought it was roughly the same as your argument against truth.
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"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
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"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
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