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asleep in functions
Contributed by
plous
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Friday, 25th July 2003 @ 05:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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confined to some social reality,
a group of sports teams in the field,
something to feel,
painted objects construct whats real,
the twisting lump of limbs and mouths,
contorting in some fashion to feed,
to keep warm,
alongside an ocean of dead leaves,
the simple point of the dagger,
the box tells me to buy,
then about death,
or some story inbetween,
of it all i can only laugh,
for it is truly funny,
like bad re runs of some show you never knew,
some time with different state of mind,
light cannot bend much,
not like the flow of water,
always going in,
within the system,
laws and lugnuts,
a monkey chained in my closet,
so the poor may fight the war,
just another song,
on an island in the haze,
looking out on the math of a maze,
so many stages of the same,
giving rise to the needs of a name,
simple words,
simple history,
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plous
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2003-07-25 05:05:00]
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Re: asleep in functions
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by Qohinoor on
Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 12:07:43 AM AEST
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Pretty interesting piece, plous.
You know, it's very very rare I find something that makes people sit up and think for themselves. Unlike those gooshy love poems, or those twisted dark poems. This is a good write. |
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