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Posted on 2002.05.08 at 12:25
your lips meet mine
grip tightens
my brain is empty
i float silently
a frozen smile
a crimson and grey sunset
toward an imaginary horizon



super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis
skrape at 2002-05-08 16:10 (UTC) (Link)
You didn't tell me your middle name was Shamus! :)
Generation Y's Howard Beale
dk at 2002-05-08 16:25 (UTC) (Link)
"It's a peculiarity of people," Shamus said to me one day
"Many say: 'I wanted to learn, but here I found only madness'.
Yet, should they seek deep wisdom elsewhere, they may not find it!"

yeah, why not.
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Generation Y's Howard Beale
dk at 2002-05-09 17:12 (UTC) (Link)
*nod* i get what you mean- i'm very much a visual thinker, and this kinda came to me as flashes of imagery and sensation rather than words; and my intent w/ the vagueness was to allow more than one way to interpret it, because there was more than one thing i had to... stuff into it.

i hope that made sense. thanks for your input :)
swallowing shadows to give birth to myself
eamajyn at 2002-05-30 21:47 (UTC) (Link)


It does what it is supposed to do...
Imagery is potent and makes the situation clear...
Very sensory.
What a special and lucky person to have inspired such a thing.
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