Something I Wrote:

Nov 21, 2005 21:31

The protruding membrane was struck...
Struck down.
Soft and dewy.
Things inside the clock tick;
Like an amphetamine car bomb.
Raindrops keep falling on my head.
I see the light...
I saw the light...
It was overhyped...
And underscored.
The air is too thick here,
So I put on my oxygen mask.
It reads: Not to be used as a floatation device...
So they jumped in.
"The ear-splitting screams are all in your head, honey."
"Let's do lunch."
"Paper or plastic?"
"Did you know that human flesh is biodegradable?"
The television murdered my children.
"Feliz Navidad, I want to wish you a merry Christmas."
I put the "X" in X-mas.
I feel sick.

THE END.
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