The Land of the Blind

Dec 19, 2008 15:14

Looking for cover in the fallout

The flower blooms of cluster bombs

The terror of our lives

The allure of disasters.

Spoiling for the rod and thankful for the scars

Anything to remember me by.

Narcissistic psychopath

These kisses aren’t contracts

Crystaline Machinations

And the subtlety of locomotives

Pounding in my head

A one-eyed ( Read more... )

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exquisitricity December 20 2008, 02:38:15 UTC
I truly heart this.

And the play on words in the first line of the second stanza keeps getting better.

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maxmatahari December 21 2008, 05:23:01 UTC
Thank you. Now I need music for this....

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