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if my darling were a watermellon id tell gallagher where she was

like an experiment
almost
to see what happens
the end reaction
the dilapidated contraption that you have to drag out whenever you have guests

a shotgun breaches the rapture
a knife in your own hand is harder
but nothing is faster
the end is the beginning is uncertain is unwilling to go forsaken and less often thought of

like number three
rabies
foaming at the mouth
for a vice out of breath
but the resilience of the body namely the mind fills in the gaps of my chemical contraption

nothing rises like this
eyes across the table
square
are always serious
law-abiding citizens never
get to feel this
never get to feel this
way

faded and fortunate in
feeling
jaded at the ever
flaming torch held up
by the spectre of true love biting his nails nervous always nervous always a bundle of nerves

crazy and a little off
decisions
float like like an electric arc
up the coil of time
and i'd trade a rhyme for an indescretion anyday now that is a lie now that is a lie

nothing empties the cyst
like the lance that are the words that are to say that this is all meaningless
this is all meaningless

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On Tuesday June 13th, 2006, An Expired Member (10) writes:

Wow.It took me a minute to take it all in.Impressive.

On Thursday September 1st, 2005, TropicalSnowstorm (689) writes:

I came back to read this one and enjoyed it once again. I also am very much looking forward to the final version of some of your musical pieces - I will definitely take you up on that. Ciao, T/S

On Tuesday March 22nd, 2005, Nomad (49) writes:

bang! up the coil of time with you, friend Jonas.

On Wednesday March 16th, 2005, TropicalSnowstorm (689) writes:

Fantastic!!!! I love your pieces, man. Good to have time to get on and see your venom scented roses gracing the page. Ciao, T/S

On Monday March 14th, 2005, celestine_moon (53) writes:

a knife in your own hand is harder but nothing is faster --i've felt this before.

On Monday March 7th, 2005, manywalks (952) writes:

this just wove its way tighter and tighter, laying something bare.

On Wednesday March 2nd, 2005, urbanhumility (1332) writes:

vorpal sharp in it its reach.........eloquent in its intelligence..........then sharp for the feel...........well, well done.....my friend............urban

On Monday February 28th, 2005, anth (1612) writes:

everyverse here, just something so impressive, your unique individual style at its best. its hard to comment on such skill

On Monday February 28th, 2005, MindRape (902) writes:

seems you have not lost your touch with your worded paintbrush :) good write

On Monday February 28th, 2005, elisa (1995) writes:

cut to the quick and left with a feeling of meaningless....i know these symptom~elisa

On Monday February 28th, 2005, An Expired Member (25) writes:

ohhhh, no wonder you're royalty...nicely done :)

On Monday February 28th, 2005, The Crimson Queen (1249) writes:

this is worded very lovely...i loved it

On Sunday February 27th, 2005, Six-Out (1822) writes:

title + last 3 lines = teh secks.

On Sunday February 27th, 2005, Jonas (862) writes:

here's a directly post heartbreak piece for ya.

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