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the translucent midnight where absolution and absinthe fuck like tangled swingsets.

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Monday Aug 10, 2009

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ExX.

bred to bite and rip and bleed
you
dry.

FInd me...
SCREAM!


\this age is long since gone
we are all mystical beings
we are all priestesses and Red Dots./
everything here writhes and breathes in
sickingly sweet rhythms
mmmm I smelll elec tron ica.
can you
FIND mE!?
SCREAM!


Bones are crawling up behind me
i didnt see them
i swear i didnt see them
why wont you leave me
alone?
dizzy...so...dizzy
unmoving yet spinning
spinning
everywhere.
body gone transparent eyes nose lips cunt
i am not here.
i am not real.
i am yours fucker.

FiND Me!
SCREAM!


everything breaks at least once
lets see how long it takes to
crumble you with my hands.
lets see how long i can ward off
the waves of pink and purple and blue
and get my serpentine body to slither yourrrrr wayyyyy.

FIN d MEEEEE!!
SCREAM!


oooh i can feel you
little boy
i can feel you sliding down my throat.
this isnt revenge
this is a battle
i wont necessarily
come out on top
\like alice but i find
quite a delectable harmony
with her falling chairs
and cookies and little glass bottles.

FIn ddddd ME e!!!!!?
SCREAM!


this could cause a a a a slight discomfort
would you like to
have abite toeat
along the way?
i could offer you a selection
of myself
here and ripe for the picking
myskinliverribsears brain.
all yours dear boy.
granny takes care of us.
the snake will take care of us.

FIND ME.
SCREAM.
BLEED.


Take this knife and show me where it hurts
m y___littlest_________angel.
nateb:
To me, this seems familiar...not the style, the style is unique, I mean it is familiar in feeling...I like the use of capital letters and lower-case, the running together of words, the rhythm, the words...the repetition of words, the metaphor, granny and the snake...my littlest angel, this part is familiar to me. There is a sound to this poem, and a form, a visual both with metaphor and the way letters are used, and the use of punctuation and underscore. 'myskinliverribsears brain', it is a line I love.
Aug 10, 2009

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