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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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