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let’s do the cliché and stick a knife in an electricity socket. we’ll see god, mama, papa, and baby Rex. it would higher than any acid trip, higher than any kite…

» Posted By paperclown On 02.22.2011 @ 12:55 am


miming the secrets, packing them into shadows, and sealing them with jade and gold – you are.

» Posted By paperclown On 12.27.2010 @ 9:43 am


ebbing flow of time, you are far, and then you are near. we float on the tides that come, high and low, two missing persons, all alone, together, awash…

» Posted By paperclown On 06.22.2010 @ 11:23 am


pretty dears, their long wide skirts, sweeping in, sweeping out, three dainty steps, and the music that plays; the little sparrows’ waltz.

» Posted By paperclown On 06.21.2010 @ 8:51 am


the fervour you work yourself up to, becoming passion, an anger, an impulse to fuck, a desire to destroy, to hurt, a glorious revolt – against your living.

» Posted By paperclown On 06.20.2010 @ 10:26 am


the sounds of a sick violin creep along the corridor – what a damned night. the ashes that collect on your black dull boots fall to the ground from the second storey staircase landing. stupid banisters. waiting is fucking tough.

» Posted By paperclown On 04.24.2009 @ 9:48 am


magic never knew gold from silver. it was wrought from silence; your awe was perfect. will you wear it again, tomorrow? will you keep it, forever?

» Posted By paperclown On 03.30.2009 @ 11:24 am


what’s reserved is this head of boiling brain stew. it’s for you. add the peppercorns, onions and your few drops of sweat. whisper a prayer, another plea, and have your soup. it’s special. enjoy.

» Posted By paperclown On 07.06.2009 @ 9:02 am


there is a fear. how dare i tear at the fabric i painstakingly weaved together? how dare i pretend, ignore the efforts i made? to hide.

» Posted By paperclown On 06.30.2009 @ 10:38 am


you cross nations, and many oceans. the tags that i pull from that black plastic handle – how many now? but i’ve never asked. i never dared. as long as you return.

» Posted By paperclown On 04.13.2009 @ 10:12 am


equal, we presume. superpositions and entanglement; that’s quantum? maybe we are computable afterall. and negatable – if that’s possible.

» Posted By paperclown On 04.07.2009 @ 7:57 am


neon private colours, lurid of hues you will never deign to imagine, to paint on your clean pathetic canvas, clean white like the skin of her beautiful body, white like no other bright day, white of the most painful, that broken toy..

» Posted By paperclown On 02.17.2010 @ 7:35 am

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