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HEAD
Contributed by
jyssvw22
on
Sunday, 10th July 2005 @ 05:50:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I poke around inside a head
Prodding with a prick, the needle misses its thread
The red beetle capsized
On its back, a blissful tear drops, dead
Famished, I sit, but refuse a prayer
For the bread blemished, the fungi stare
Erode and disappear
Nervosa tremors
In a cornered off square
Off with the head
Where I pry, weasel, and beg
Where the spinal fluid collects
Wrapped to the bottom of the leg
Nerve endings connect
Neurotransmitters reject
Transport that impulse
To the base of the neck
A fresh dose of breath
To the face of its death
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Re: HEAD
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 10th July 2005 @ 06:13:50 PM AEST (User
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Well I will be honest I dont like this one
I love your writings always but this one is
related to something I hate
If i got what its about wrong then
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Re: HEAD
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Sunday, 10th July 2005 @ 07:29:15 PM AEST (User
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Another good one jyss...Your expression is always fantastic.
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Re: HEAD
(User Rating: 1 ) by Man_On_High on
Sunday, 10th July 2005 @ 08:22:12 PM AEST (User
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Man...I friggin' love it..
you've turned a simple act into a grand gesture
with words all your own!
No-one does it like you jyss-
it's genius..
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