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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
it was at this point: tantalized by streaks of light, Dylan speaking sense, that my bandwidth collapsed indefinitely I've seen this face in the mirror far too often scuttling around with a broken back looking for that final straw so that I may make amends with my maker so that I may make love to a blurred notion and chamomile textures there are no more nations to conquer blindly or request with a straight face Every color of the rainbow has been charted and mathematically solved that photo I never took; worn smooth and shallow by the crease where the watermark lies That can only mean that my thoughts linger on past endeavors where some kind of imagined glory lies bloated sharing with me a dog-eared grin and a port of call, or maybe it was a bottle of port a sense of accomplishment for accomplishing little other than dropping the ball What does the world have to offer me to keep my interest before I insult the wrong person with cloak and dagger tactics in mind 27 years has been long enough to realize everything else is just a re-run or a repackaging of some previous flame I nurtured into smoke and darkness |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Gazing at your transparency instead of the breathing image? You reveal a bit more of your depth each time I read you, yet there are many layers you no doubt keep from view. BTW, I think this is one of your better writes. [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (11-19-2002 03:21 PM).] |
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