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Published: 2010-08-13 18:50:39 +0000 UTC; Views: 602; Favourites: 19; Downloads: 13
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Description Found Poetry.

Dirty up that easel.
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Comments: 5

Nocturnalsins [2016-12-19 21:36:59 +0000 UTC]

I'm actually trying to read the page through the ink

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carriezona [2010-08-14 03:21:45 +0000 UTC]

I just came across this. I wanted you to see it.

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I drew lots of lovely connections, you know.

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sara-vous-aime [2010-08-14 00:28:58 +0000 UTC]

This made me laugh, despite how sad it is... Because the title can be taken so many different ways, and because of the imagery of sex on a stove or an easel (helped along by your commentary).
I love it, like every one of your pieces. You're just too awesome.

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larroney In reply to sara-vous-aime [2010-08-14 17:50:11 +0000 UTC]

You're always too kind, you. Thank you so much.

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EbonButterflyWings [2010-08-13 19:56:55 +0000 UTC]

Sex is better than salvation... that's powerful. It can be taken as a very sad or very powerful viewpoint. Is it better than salvation because you have someone there and present who obviously gives enough of a shit ("to come all this way to see me" ) to actually do something or anything with you? Someone who cares enough? Or is it sad because sex only lasts for such a short amount of time, and you must constantly seek it? Of course that makes it something even more like salvation. Yet at the same time the salvation seems dirty, giving yourself to something else, allowing them to discover and recover you? Just some nonsense thoughts, feel free to delete

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