Posts: 63
From: Sanford.FL
Registered: Jul 2002

posted November 12, 2003 12:44 AM         

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Frost blossoms
A semiphore for something stolen
While a flower of pain blooms through her body
Like a jagged steel lotus.

Her laughter tastes like burnt sunshine
Cactus
And the worm
And she drifts about,
Picking up wounds
Her scarves drenched with intuition

She draws the fist, the hands of men
Hard as God's
the same hands that outline lips
In the lover's braille.

It takes a certain kind of genius
To believe

Your own lies.

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"Our generation has had no Great War, no Great Depression.
Our Great War is the Spiritual War. Our Great Depression is our lives."
~Tyler Durden, Fight Club~

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Posts: 2227
From: Ontario Canada
Registered: Jun 2005

posted November 17, 2005 01:04 AM         

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This was great and received no kudos.
Here's some kudos.

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Posts: 9529
From: the stars
Registered: Jun 2004

posted November 17, 2005 02:30 AM         

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Ooo!

Loved that one.

...how did that slip by?

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Posts: 1879
From: ohio
Registered: Aug 2004

posted November 21, 2005 10:26 PM         

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Yeah... I'm with them ^^^^

Impressive!

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