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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) 
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I burn bright as a nova the right red taillight of a hearse when falling freely i wake and make matters worse terrified of hi fidelity a carbon based copy press down for good results walls stretch like silly putty i make smears on the perfumed plate the best regions of my mind contain found poetry mostly cubism of sex this is where i start drinking there's a metaphysical crease in this poem it represents the passing of time too much winking at the camera too much self aware thought snot achooed into the exosphere meteorites of meaning burn up in the sky i open wide and catch the droplets of vague inducing this burning inside this beautiful star-filled sky of Want a thousand million points of futility to say "one" and cover them all |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"there's a metaphysical crease in this poem it represents the passing of time too much winking at the camera too much self aware thought snot achooed into the exosphere meteorites of meaning" my gosh that is amazing.... I always look forward to reading you.  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
:the best regions of my mind contain found poetry: Chuckling here...wayoutwalt, your mind IS poetry! Nice to see your grin again. |
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