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fuck-me-red film noir dreams.

Late at night I disassemble into pronouns
And stained glass trinkets
Of I and I and me and…

We
Never quite came on screen in this
Fuck-me-red film noir dream

Better judgment drips
Like icicles off the
Tips of our tongues
Barely skimming the surface in history
Of I and I and we…

[Lonely little fantasies]

Last words grey you down to
Technicolor
And you beg me to
Spread your skin across Hollywood blvd.
Etch you into fame

Angelic introspections
Over correcting and one dimensioned
I and I and me
Only me

[Only you]

Clear blue cascades
A vision in nostalgia
Like water for whisky

Only me

Still late at night I disassemble into pronouns
Shattered bits of brightly coloured glass
[Your image wasn’t meant to last]

Just I and I and me and…
We never got engraved into film

[No one will remember you]

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On Friday June 1st, 2007, Bakkhus Unbound (1101) writes:

"Last words grey you down to Technicolor" Fantastic line, fantastic f*ing stanza, "_ _" poem. Re(a)d 4x over. IndustrialMe(N)tal colours:shattered. "Still late at night I disassemble into pronouns" -I wish I wrote that line: quite sharp & poignant. ...

On Wednesday April 18th, 2007, carlosjackal (1760) writes:

I loved the rhythm of this, like the sound of hardcore fucking. Another fabulous effort from the tip of your pen, with you upon it standing as poised as ever -Carl

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, An Expired Member (14) writes:

your style is superb...incredible write

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Alanarchy (1694) writes:

I love your poetry. It does the most wonderful things to my brain. :D

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Bella Butchery (1102) writes:

i wish i could have stolen this concept from your mind before you wrote it... you bring a beat to the film noir genre refrences. makes me think pinstripe love afairs.... my socks = rocked.

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Six-Out (1799) writes:

ah. wow. this made me tingle. you have such a way with words. I'm blown away right now.

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Disassembly Boy (100) writes:

Nothing hurts like hollywood, and nothing feels the same..

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, elisa (1995) writes:

..isolated motion..... delicately conveyed.. in subtle hints of tangible intimacy....

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Guillotine (222) writes:

loved the rhyme scheme in this, the structure, the dirty gritty feel to your words. This poemly so closely mirrored some of my own, yet far exceeded them with such elequent force.

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Mistress Shadow (392) writes:

It think some of the analogies are before my time, but I repeat and flow to this piece, thus bravo all the same. ~T

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, Anth (1571) writes:

this was frantic. like flashbacks in red of ulta sex and passionate violence. loved the rhythm of this. like industrial set to old foreign films.

On Tuesday April 17th, 2007, dying angel (1308) writes:

holy shit. the title is intense in itself. and the rest...that ending. you are mind-blowing.

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