From aches amass
Fields of pain breach the orbit
Hypoderm level
Quavering until there is nothing left of the surface
As tributaries become the ocean
Trickle passively into subsistence
For looming tidal waves collision
Becoming one
High risen edifices
Jar into plastic orgasms
Overflowing cups of unsown genus
These waves wash life to no shores
Pouring their bellies into there lovers womb
To kiss so hard there is nothing left
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Written October 11th, 2006
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From aches amass
Fields of pain breach the orbit
Hypoderm level
Quavering until there is nothing left of the surface
As tributaries become the ocean
Trickle passively into subsistence
For looming tidal waves collision
Becoming one
High risen edifices
Jar into plastic orgasms
Overflowing cups of unsown genus
These waves wash life to no shores
Pouring their bellies into there lovers womb
To kiss so hard there is nothing left
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YO I loved da plastic orgasms its like ghetto friction when you walk da beat day in day out and its like
...yeah you be waitin for nature to drop the bomb on corporate America and false existance
Word up but for realz Im gonna bookmark your stuff cuz its like sensual surreal wordplay czech it

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fascinating textures of words...senses engaged, aesthetics cannot be missed...love it!
one love
Justine


