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Memoir I by Tracer
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Memoir I

~ Tracer ~

I have
A mouth
Full
of Poison

A
Judas
Undertaking me

Met-
Estrus undermined
You repel, they slip in

Shirk duty, from me
Still,
Crying afoot
Jag-ged
Edged Platform

Say it Pretty, say what you mean
Save yourself Pretty
You've escaped-
I'm
In
Utero
Plotting mine

I have
A hand
Full
of Loam

Judas Kiss

This Time it won't work

Mete
It divides
You repel, they slip in

To watch you immersed
In
Your
Own lineage
Subverted by existence

That is why
I
Hang
From a Cercis

On the edge
like
A Judas
I knew extended
From
Bygone Times

Copyright 2004 D. Corey Sanderson (Tracer)
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  • A former member wrote: "i have a hand full of loam" man this is good. nicely done. can't say that I "understood" it, but i certainly enjoyed reading it.

     
  • Six-Out On Thursday, September 23, 2004, Six-Out (1513) wrote:

    Agreed with purr...damn fine indeed. Stinging, a powerful punch to say the least. WOnderful write.

     
  • Anth On Thursday, September 23, 2004, Anth (1198) wrote:

    i love this work,an undeniable style resides here,i found this totally fascinating,expertly written in that theres much to marvel at and it fills my mind with so many images and thoughts

     
  • purr_verse On Thursday, September 23, 2004, purr_verse (1094) wrote:

    like a hiss, this feels...almost demonic, softly and subtly, but sharp... hypnotically biting somehow; something about this just sucks me in... damn fine...

     

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