sinful medicant
administers potions freely
doors of perception granted, light seeped through its cracks
curious instability suplanted responsibility in exchange for limited self-expression
the cracks widened
where were the abandoned hordes, the bloodied swords?
emptied. cradled. dismantled and sheathed in lieu of alternatives.
intelligent perception
panopticism shivered violently and choked on its own inadequacy
inside: industrial madness in clear rivers of opportunity and intrigue,
invested through androgynous sin and soft, warm skin
it was about to begin.
release and subtle, lost relief sprang there from the underneath
its breath like death but promising
the mystic gift of harnessing
wild power strange
and what happens if you forget?
pervasive vacant houses of malignant change.
irreversible danger clothed in robes and promises of eternal fulfillment.
complacency.
hypocrisy.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Now prepare your brain, filthy beast of meat and hair, your magical love adventure begins now.....
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- Name: Simon
- Location: Ontario, Canada
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