I feel bereft at not having encountered an online troll for a while...I need someone who I can sling unusual insults at...”tender my juicy knickers, chum lord”, “these windows aren’t gonna lick themselves”, “poppycock! The laws of the universe decree that you are a nimble collywoggle” you have to make your own fun, it’s the little things that count.
A subtlety in hand, he moved over the landscape like a passing cloud; consuming the earth below with shade. In a vexatious tone and with a spasm of romantic allusion, he sat by the water completely transfixed: is my psyche, in despondent rain, a response to every flight of fancy which passes through my mind? Is my body such a vessel, so that I am...
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I’ve got the seed of a Red Hot Chili Pepper in my mouth.
Let me try to write that again...
I’ve got a seed from inside a red hot chilli pepper stuck in between my teeth.
edmea:
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‘Silent Ensemble’
Absence is a presence, An expression of grief.
I am raw, a silent ensemble. If I could capture every thought;
Every fleeting moment, Every disfigured memory
I would suggest flattery
But be none of it.
All parts; all functions, Dissonant to each other My heart is at war With my mind at core
I reckon with foreboding Of all lost, of all now...
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Octopus. Love in its purest form. Idiosyncratic love letters entitled things like ‘Danger Mouse Goes To Dartford’. Never mind the bleeding, you get over trifles like that. Just know that there are a million mice for every rat; vermin infested hearts always scrub clean.
Get to know your inner child. He has much to say about the turning of the world. He knows! Like the...
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I have begun to long for you. I, who have no greed. I have Begun to ask for you. I, who have no need.
My heart is poorly and I need to find someone to pour lukewarm soup over it