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I want to poke the apple with a clown’s cane of mushroom flowered daffodils.
It will then transform from the seeds of its own destruction
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Shutter descends, flutter of wings
Her fawn eyes see past the mad clapping
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your tears mirror seas and sunsets
are stars of silent Kingdoms,
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Land of orange and green apocalypse,
where arctic air breathes new life,
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Like a broken china doll.
Hung on the rope of destiny.
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That night I caught my falling stars of glass,
fermenting rum from an islands rich stash
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Float on a note flowered of some fairy's flute
whilst pied toads of green and lilac hues
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Vengence races to be free
The white doe pawing at the ground
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My army of doctors kindly inform me that I've been in an out of body experience too long now.
As I'm carried away on the Red-Acrylic dissecting table, I struggle to come down to reality tonight.
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Sometimes I'm swimming upstream at night / A faded photograph taken so long ago / And pinned to the dashboard in the windshield glow / Rele
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by zara
23 lines, 37 comments,
on Jun 9 11:05 PM 2007. In surreal
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The logic components seem to stray inside the parallel play. Strength in illusion, the lines of a concept may see the rise. Master of the
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Alice falls through / The / Rabbit / Holes /
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The clock is turning, the woman cries / A soaked handkerchief in her pocket / The church is silent, the devil laughs / The quiet husband turns his back. / And we're counting clouds 'til they disappear / Butterf
by pozo
18 lines, 3 comments,
on May 23 3:11 PM 2007. In Dark, Society, Hope, Sad, Nature, Freedom, Entrapment, Delusion, Surreal
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I think I hear the flowers singing, / Singing songs as sweet as the morning dew, / I listen to the gentle beating heart of a dove, / As it flies to the vallies below, / I gase in wonder at the cat in the sky
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how simple and surreal / the reality that is nothing and yet / the answer lies in the relative observation of the mind / the teacher is loo
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Thunder, power, glory, / Head for the end of the story, / Headlong into oblivion of belief and / Enjoy the deep, entrancing, overpowering sleep / Decieve to allieve and recieve the end that you so despeartely seek
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It's members poisoned by a society / That feeds off of false values and brutality / Empty beliefs, greed and sensationalism / A live-for
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Overcoming the glow
By nebulous divinity.
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The smell of sugar on porcelain
cracks the glass of a thousand misfortunes
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A mind weary gives way to reverie, And eyes give way to sweet Marie. I gazed into a momentary surrender;
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Various Notes from The author's copy of "Maldoror", in verse.
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tick-tick-boom tick-tick-boom
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After the bath. Hello, me.
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The three Muses, to whom I pay a little tribute from time to time. Musing on Fate and Time.
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Pigs stop to check the time and wipe their feet on carpets which are covered in more grime and portraits of the citidel's elite.
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emptiness is the proportion that locked the jaws and with a sinking feeling
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My dad's fairy lives on the end of his nose, it's quite a pretty fairy, one must suppose,
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its not a gem of words, but its my complicated heart... you may or may not relate... i wish you would see this... but i know you won't - to
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I am loose cut off my ties the silver cord is broken
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Crumbling, crumpling, cracking, crying Fill me in, fill me in
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I am permeable Music is permeable
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qv. "Tree2reedEat" perhaps; or see the note appended hereafter.
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The skies will fill
With beautiful blooming doves
As they fall into the sky
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Lastly vastly nasty past the knackery
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