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Engulfed
Contributed by
franko
on
Sunday, 8th October 2006 @ 01:15:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
surreal
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Dreams of violence
rooms painted abhorrence
the color of intoxicating
the left field is unwaivering
Bitter fields, inaudible
empty cans ad nausem
the silence of the machina
the text read from ataxia
three threats from Olympus
twelve hours with whispers
eight bolts with steel centers
half eaten placentas.
Two spurts of ignition
a lack of tradition
a misfiring neuron
a cliff of the fallen
a bridge across the synaptic gap
in her head
in her heart
in her spine
in her mind.
The telephone rings from the bottom of the well
and everything is broken
and everything is broken.
Copyright ©
franko
... [
2006-10-08 13:15:55] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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