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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
rethink your apocalyptic ashes routine the native son has grown restless in this fog endowed chamber of wrestling strength loose from the quick fixation I want to pioneer the language barrier so no lack of effort can be bankrolled from under me fusion and the illusion of eternity when it pertains to things man made like loyalty matters of the heart that malign the faith that erect floodgates around the barren centerpiece of my casualty shutters with cracked ribs allow a vantage point for voyeuristic tendonitis my eyes have been dubbed numb by the callow legion of glass blowers There are no mink scarves whipping the back seat of my Barracuda tearing through the deserts’ veil arranging the crisp assault of tequila and mushrooms on the open road before me there are just traffic jams on the way to pay my respects to the dentist and bottles of low-grade mescal covered with dust seated upon my shelf like a prom date I am human though I barely can register the duty |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
The quintessential McStyles. Sharp and edgy truths. Please remember, don't swallow the worm. I enjoyed that Barracuda imagery, the assault, and the dusty 'prom' bottles. [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (12-04-2002 08:17 AM).] |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
Love the "earthy" of this--enjoyed! |
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