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04-25-2003, 05:05 PM
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King Knave
Location: Lancaster
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~QuasiMojo unlimited~before the millenium
This will be a collection of some of my older stuff and, with the blessings of the most-high moderators I will post present scrawl on an individual post
E M I T Running out of lime about face, to feel the time time ticking slow trance ticking tickinglike some crawling labor goes like this... A Mad Embryo chain smoking heavy cigarettes exhales a magestic sigh and an unchained dog runs yapping and yowling toenails clicking down a rainslick street. stilltrance ticking goes like this... Time takes forever sometimes to come to a boil. bite your nails bite my tongue I'm going under air in lung still slow tranceticking. misunderstand the monster "Chronos" it abides it's while weathering and withering away in solemn stoic watch. Great Adventure Won't you be my "Great Adventure" girl? lets tear down the night lets rebuild then, the dawn. call the night ours, silent,starry wide and wild we'll go In, hand in hand. Lets twist naked in the middle. smooth skin, shiny sticky. sweaty. our muscles melt within one another. souls and minds joined in a mystic union. Sacred. "Oh My Yes", we'll whisper as the pre-dawn creeps up and finds us in a funky coupling. Call the Dawn ours. And from it's stabbing shards we'll construct a day to last forever. Angel chained"Mi Amiga, Mi Amor Lets Fly fighr fighter-lightning choir High Fives narrow knives Little countries narrow lives. King of Clubs who you despise Queen of Diamonds selling lies. They play their cards. desperate moves. Dollar sign hollar fine A loud noise explodes. Play loudly with large chrome toys. sharp edges protrude, disembowel the quick strangers. The Other Half. ~Starboard born forward toward the morning.~ Untitled Oh! How at times I can just Love my loathesome self- Love my Lonesome Self- Just LOVE MY LOATHESOME SELF- silently I weep at the thought- the prospect of unfolding like a chair for anothers lap. where? OH WHERE! will I find another me? will I still be able to enjoy the Beauty, the sheer fucking beauty of a curling, spiralling wisp of smoke? my good friend Easy comes to me to reassure. Easy says everythings gonna be all right. why worry now? my little angel Easy. Still I wonder will I be able to enjoy the beauty of a wond'rous moment that loses itself in a warm fold of Time? From The Four Corners the wind begins at first with gentle insistance giving only a hint of it's design. From all four corners the winds begin so quick it picks up and is soon recognized A P A LE R A V E N B E C K O N S From the four corners the wind, it whips in a black-lit back room a tongue, it trips and soon the word comes tumbling out. worldwordworldwordworldwordworldwordworldswordworldsword From the Four Corners we draw forth the past we draw upon the present and we hold forth to someway draw out the future. Some Bridge Sweetness is the G-spot in my heart- Sadness sings the sweetness from the start. Wanting brings the sadness to a head. Anger stops the wanting as it spreads.
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AzAbOv ZoBeLoE Last edited by QuasiMojo; 04-25-2003 at 07:15 PM.. |
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04-25-2003, 09:24 PM
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Naughty Just Right
Location: Euphoria
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How wonderfully refreshing to see your words here again!
I've always enjoyed your work, as you know, and I am about as anxious as they get to read some of your newer stuff!
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