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outlet

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

mythology

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

tide

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

waltz

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

revolt

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

mode

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

bracelet

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

reserved

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

discover

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

international

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

square

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

toy

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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