You
by Claude.
You.
What
are
you?
Are you a toe?
Are you a shoe?
SeLf pOrTrAiT aS a HeEL
i am snake-like in the jungles of confusion
S(flash)T(flash)R(flash)O(flash)B(flash)E(flash) LIGHTS
These thoughts, they push through my mind
SWIRLING LIKE MUSIC
ripples, ripples on the ocean of
heavenly damned sin I AWAKE
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Um...fuck, repetitive but... *handcuffs to left arm and runs*
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repeat
the transgressions
by which you ORIGINALLY
DeStRoYeD [my] life.
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gotta go!
*runs*
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*strokes your arm*
Remember the last time we were cuffed like this? I had a ten foot long cigarette holder, and Led Zeppelin played in the distance.
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Actually, that was a lie, but it sounded good.
*shudders* Stop. Touching. Me.
I....don't really remember anything about being cuffed to you like this. Except maybe when you were...um, yeah, I don't remember it. Just..don't speak..unless it's poetry.
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I shall express my feelings in poetry, then.
oh, oh, oh celeborn
your handcuff bites into the skin of my wrist
we run like CAREFREE MUPPETS IN A CIRCUS
footsteps, undulating, dirty water lapping up, the pier, the night
tHe CoRpSe oF a PaInTeR iN tHe GuTtEr
they carved stars upon his forehead
blood upon his lips
AND A TAG
A WHITE TAG #2304021
on his toe.
cold
cold
cold
cold
with autopsy.
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This little piggy went to Berlin with Amrod
This little piggy let Celeborn be ravished by Claude
This little piggy had none
This little piggy received a dead cow's head in the mail
And went back to Mitzi where it belongs ALL ALONE.
oink.
;)
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