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[sid] => 171512
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Aprrenticeship to a Sinking ship.
[time] => 2012-03-25 21:10:28
[hometext] => After putting the steel on the table and forgoegoing using a piece of lead to release my warm brains on the wall I wrote this.
[bodytext] => Exquisite exhibition of a Pavlovian submission; Conditioned, Controlled, Indecision -- Seduced prophecy dries in the barren sun. Invention to re-condition the 'ism' inside. Provide a new life; dream a new dream. Construct reality, before me. Implosions; Detrimental exposures to a vulnerability less vulgar.However, the indignity is deep ingrained. Viable escape, head for the night Escape the days nihilistic bright. Sunrise.... Fright... Can't Go to Sleep, the illusions all re-ignite! Rewrite/// to a convenient manuscript/ A document so evident unwritten and passed by lip. Heavy Guarded, with no one to witness it. Histories viscosity prevents the objectivity of so many, of us out there; An apprenticeship to a sinking ship. Bubbling , effervescent, an.... Abyss. Return from it, Return from it! Distinguish ' now ' from any guardianship. Light the match.... extinguish it. There is no reason to re-visit it. The exquisite exhibition of a Pavlovian submission; there is no reason to assimilate it. Love, like a drug, "Can I get "just one fix?" Silence, Abrasiveness. My consciousness truncates it. Infinite, Un - quantifiable; Distance Un Identifiable Submission, Transmission, Shot by a warning shot. ICBM's away Mutually Insured Destruction. Sleep a Good Sleep..... To one day rerun. Re run my head so hard into the ground. Confounded, Astounded? no one is rewarded for the tyrannies absorbed. Into the ether of the Un-found. An amalgam of gum, stagnates my legs. As I reach for a stone, to steady my stance. One Glance... My world curled into a frown. the gritty part of town, the most revolting sound. Unfortunate embrace by a meaningful, Disgrace! Prepares one for the un-sound. So Drown. Take the water deep down. As your body goes dark, Never to be found. Estrangement-ship , Convenience-ness A death for repeated ridiculousness. a String to my tongue the master of puppets an unholy one Transcendent, existence, Unachievable. Gun. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 78 [topic] => 36 [informant] => norseninja [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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