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green_itchy_stuff
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since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929
New Caney, Tx

0 posted 2004-12-18 12:52 PM



I'm dancing with my hand in a friendly wave in the air
Holding a fake cigarette
Which I tap lightly
Decorating the ground around with my fake ashes
It snows....

My unit in the farm
My tentacles poking out my forehead
But my hands never even touch anything
Like some kind of alien

Where I go
I can hear snow
And more snow
And snow and snow and snow

Dun dinn dent
Du duh daau
Pop en en omm omm znznznznzn

His bite of jealousy almost cuts me
But I'm protected
And blessed

So many kinds of people
Each to tiny holes
Individual dots of space
Mixed with one another
Countless numbers
The chemistry in society
And all it does is snow

My guitar's name is Jennifer.

© Copyright 2004 Kenneth Craig Rogers - All Rights Reserved
silhouetted
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since 2004-01-30
Posts 537
New Zealand
1 posted 2004-12-18 12:55 PM


*whipping sound* wooooah! loved it!
that was awesome to read
i loved the ending.

great stuff!

-Laura

you're the only one keeping me alive

Purity
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since 2001-11-20
Posts 526
Once Upon, USA
2 posted 2004-12-18 11:24 AM


The Blizzard of the Freak...oh yeah! This was very creative, and extremely well done me friend!!!
Look at that hand again, dude. That imaginary cigarette has been replaced with a lamplight, just so you can see your way through that blinding snow...

Are you really six foot tall, freak? lol

Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere

green_itchy_stuff
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since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929
New Caney, Tx
3 posted 2004-12-18 11:50 PM


Thanks sillhouette,  I was in a happy mood and wanted to basically take a snap shot of it.  And when you have "Let it snow" stuck in your head...  lol.

Purity, I don't see the lamp thing actually.  It just looks big in the warm light and the elevators and stairs and lights.  Six foot freak is refering to one ant of many.  At my new job I feel like an ant.  lol.  I think I'm actually 5'11, but pretty close.  

-GIS

My guitar's name is Jennifer.

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