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...desensitized...



god....how i wish sometimes we were lost acronyms in droplet soothing liquid sleepy rhymes with eyes open too numb to feel



...anesthetized...






i yearn for it


amid this crazed sugar gun, and purple grenade season of alarm

sonic charm flow through electralysous induced rivers of candy coated metal grates
then we all drink a little more eggnog....and rum


falling sensation
.
.
.
.
.
drink more, the bottom must be at the bottom of the glass

more salvation is somewhere at hand




some on fucker, i know you're down there
give me another, i didn't do it right







pretty soon i can't move







vision swimming with bright lights and I.V.'s





reach over.....fuckin' hell where is it........pull the drip free!
straight shot to the right arm and squeeze the bag



i know i'll find it here





eyes roll back
victim irises squeeze themselves shut

and i'm no longer in this world


i feel my pulse slow
with each intake of breath
i'm not supposed to hurt on the other side of death

desensitize the brain
stab out the eyes
raise a glass to the scarecrow and anesthetize


one swing of the hammer every six hours those goddam flowers don't stand a chance
broken stems and form fucked petals strewn in every direction


listen harder




my garden speaks in tongues of flame


broken mountains make great step ladders

don't they




silence
                                         numbed into silence

and my eyes have taken on that perpetual glow of.......



....well.....



....whatever







we're all safe now
don't sigh in relief that didn't include you








anesthesia









my aphrodisiac








how does it feel?
letting my blood drip down you chin

savour it take a moment and let it linger

then rise up again as you turn away
turn back

so i can leave you choking on my middle finger




broken windows, busted mirrors, smashed glass
anything that leaves a reflection is gone

carpaint, marbles, your eyes are sitting on my pillow in a little bottle

as my own close

anything goes


be careful of what you take, you still have to pay for it


my perpetual state of insistance on living

decieving my waking yes
susceptable to my own lucind mind

drop and anyone can hear it from a mile away


listen for the laughing
that's life standing still and it's passing

anesthetized and it's casting me on the grill but there's nothing forgotten



unfortunately



a hammer to the head should take care of that, right?

sure son

but doctor, will i ever wake up again?



you might.....but i'm hoping otherwise




what?


nurse! more anesthesia for this young man please









fuck...



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On Saturday January 21st, 2006, evolve (2296) writes:
.."we're all safe now; don't sigh in relief that didn't include you".. those lines stuck out of this write..they cut ..


On Saturday January 21st, 2006, evolve (2296) writes:
..the kind of words that will leaves scratches inside my mouth and I'll roll them over my tongue until their I can't feel them anymore..


On Saturday January 21st, 2006, evolve (2296) writes:
I can't stop watching this one.. it's horrifying, but.. I can't stop coming back to let it reel over my emotions and all over my mind's eye..


On Friday January 20th, 2006, dying angel (1328) writes:
i really like the last line...it just tops it off beautifully. lovely and your words...amazing. very heart felt.


On Thursday January 19th, 2006, Anna Helianthus (1149) writes:
moving theme, well written.


On Thursday January 19th, 2006, Anna Helianthus (1149) writes:
What I meant was..this is a very strong, moving piece. You could feel it coming straight from the heart..it's completly staggering.



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