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*thetaoofchaos
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ImmolationWe've done it again, Fell into the sordid routine. We drink, we drug, we screw, We fight, you leave The next day is filled with apologies. This merry go round's fun, But I think it must end. We're hurting each other (And it's not “emotionally”.) Hate is not how I want you to Remember me or I you.Immolation
We're done for. For good. No more hiding in the sinews. No more living in the selvage Of garter lace, your dark thighs Wrapped in zigzags, martyred, Murdered to a blind spot flame. In this room of beds and bedlam Drunk and draw
by *thetaoofchaos
About Nothing
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thinking of things - for want(on) longing . . .
¿dónde están mis amigos vacíos - escritura; my Société Anonyme Incorporación? how i’d resort to the groupt
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obscurity : most beautiful word ever i’ve heard; at times in the soundless bed prior to sleep i would think i could see pieces of a face inendless
spring syllables and last warm images, fore- most beginning growth &nbs
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almost as suddenly
as i was a young drug emporious leaningstore corner
street sifter nightlayawaker here, nowcome late in my thirds, careful sosnot de-press the missus or foil the pink [PLANS] a child hatched’n
plastique pu
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so little i’ve traveled beyond the west texan hinterland; border- bound it stands
of all intent and great purport; fantastic fissures, certainly
far off
beyond the highplains and tortured fields, robbed richly of its &nb
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who i met, know, do i know i’ve not seen the angels of the twin lakes, corner seraph
watching an old corvette smoke and sputter thinking of an old friend, laughter follows her anguished cries of
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the best time to write within the shrill of buzz saw clamor find the self where noise makes matters
opportune to meditate, abiding tugs of unfledged needer immersed in silence her laughing eyes
weary words of light make no
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what would i like to do? strip you down to the af- termost
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and i am of a fear, itself up and marching out into another still night. i am of a quiet lull, entire, but for the swarm of the housefly raging. i am of an unknown creak of concrete phantoms, lifestealers, air conditioned shuddercreeping. &nbs
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note to selfit's a cyclenote to self
it's a cycle
it's a cycle
flux a cycle
in the spiral
outward inwardly
projecting internally,
the meta-ternal datastream
of vicariously obtained wisdom
breaching the walls of delusion
lifting the veils of illusion
liberating the amusing
corporeal fabricata
from the 'truth'
"objectivity"
it's a cycle
it's a cycle
it's a cycle
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ExplosionYou hit me like a bus And then skulk away Slowly The line is the shape of an opening doorExplosion
My breathlessness That in silence Explodes Into diamond shards of everything
You have no direction Only colour Brighter Lucidity is so unnecessary
by ~AlanaKai
The Path of ForeverWhat do you do when you lose all hope? Where do you go from (t)here? Riddle me this, answer me that Don’t leave me in the darkThe Path of Forever
What am I supposed to do What is the world to do? Why don’t we have answers, Guidelines, a rulebook? This aimless wandering is bullshit (you’re bullshit)
I sit, stare, forever into space Waiting for the sky to fall This endless wait, the endless sky
Let the words fall on deaf ears Let the words not even pass your lips Let yourself come undone Let yourself, let yourself
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by ~SorenGama
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