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BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY!
Contributed by
sunflowerstar
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Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 01:19:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Everyday surrounded by beings in multiple color of variable heights, flesh feeding upon flesh, tearing into my soul with fangs as red as the blood desired; BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY, discovering new worlds, new beings, is not my cup of tea to be drunk from. BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY, from drunks staggering blind, rabid mice, and blackened rainbows as dirty as the laundry hanging beneath. What strange new creatures exist in an existence lost to time; purple and orange hair, clothes of lights beckoning to galaxies far away; Do not ask, only, BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY, so that my five years will not explore a world gone mad with mushroom clouds and anti-everything that lives. BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY, so that I may rise each day with expectations instead of staggering out of sleep and feeling cast into the flames of a technological hell of our own desires.
BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY!!
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Re: BEAM ME UP, SCOTTY!
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jackee_line on
Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 10:12:18 AM AEST (User
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Very good , you've described what the world we live in to a tee.
Great job, and a fine write |
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