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and furtuna oh she wails
that the seedbed
plain as a smoke stack
and dirtier
with no grasp of what has
this not to be taken
with steps that echo
backward from zero
fuck the epilepsy
that blinds your land
and the bowtied straightjacket
pencilnecks in scissors
are wishing death doled out in hidden places that
belie the hate of the day
burial's the word
drat and fuck it I'm slow
and the waste is a scattering soiling clockface
turning backward from zero
you wade... and drown
lap up the water try to walk
fuck the screens that glare and stalk
because you can't see past the blue
of gazing apple cores and the truth
regressing in exhaustion
backward from zero
Polly you're the end. and always were
It's not about anything very clear, but the point is there.
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:iconyouinventedme:
YouInventedMe Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2009   Writer
this has terrific flow


xo!
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:iconvalethia:
Valethia Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2009
fuck the screens that glare and stalk
because you can't see past the blue
of gazing apple cores and the truth
regressing in exhaustion
backward from zero
Polly you're the end. and always were

Favorite part.
And your nose.
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:iconcephcepheus:
CephCepheus Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2009
YOU DIE!!
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:iconvalethia:
Valethia Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2009
YOU VERB!!

Yeah that's right.
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