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Published: 2005-07-10 06:41:41 +0000 UTC; Views: 136; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 8
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.time billows outward,
a mushroom shoved down your throat.
on a blank page our meanings are traversed;
the skin spreads thin,
meaning constitutes itself,
meaning creates itself,
while the truth forms elusive.
a time-worn happy beast,
an empty life venerated.
tranquil hearts, imbued souls,
consenting mouths, forlorn loins,
the charm of mediocrity, the unwept sorrow.
the keepers,
the languid,
all the shamed pieces,
the perfected principles of inversion,
they bleed safe,
they bleed sure.
a serpent between your legs,
a finger down you throat,
this uncharted creed,
this unquestioned conviction,
time cannot conquer.
in defeat, we are turned away.
we shudder,
we fail,
and we breathe.
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Comments: 4
some ripe imagery here, suggestive and sexual, at tims violent and at times resigned. I am fast becoming a fan of your words.
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You are far too flattering to me... but nevertheless, I like it.
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I've read this three times today, and I'm still having trouble commenting on it.
It's definitely one of your best thus far. I really like how your pieces are ambiguously positive and negative at the same time. This one takes that to a new level, somehow.
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Thanks... that means a lot to me.
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