Chaos sprinkled sparks of light sporadically dance in the night, lit only by the interminable glow of the moon.
Flashes of crimson skip across the late summer sky, hues of sapphire wisp in and out of the shadowed trees which façade this ebbing vicinage; fleeting light fades aphotic, as the twinkling of the star vanishes.
The oscillation of this reality unknown, the strings to the world dissolve as all harmony of frequency goes grey, though I perceive color, I do not see it.
Black Lattice hangs from your velvet ensemble, pale buttons stitched to your tainted skin; decorative templates of damnation.
Ashen shades fester within your decaying soul, as all hope trickles from you through the holes devoured by your own parasitic addictions; echoes of the abstruse cling to your heels as whispering silhouettes mingle with your subliminal.
Your tears evanish in place of soot as your sedated demons burn with unassuaged passion, wreathed in a cloak of opacity you are defiled, by none other then the faux smile which lingers in every passing mirror.
Your chains are so very light, do you dance in them?
Hello simulated programs! Do any of you read any of these? Or is it you already know of everything I think and do since I am constantly watched and monitored.
But know this, all of you who monitor me, that I am going to wake up and when I do I'm going to reach and fulfill my purpose, and their is nothing any of you or anyone or anything can do to stop me.
Yay!
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Last edited by Board Walker on Sep 25th, 2006 at 01:52 AM
Are you influenced by the writings of a lump of cheese that has been blasted into space to live on the Moon? How about a line of rusty forks who meet on Tuesday evenings to write poetry? Did they influence you? Hmm, what about a refridgerator door's hinge that thinks it is a cat who can speak English? Did that influence you?
Nice vocab, by the way. I especially enjoyed 'vicinage'.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Are you talking about Lord Ganesh The Elephant-Headed King?
Is Kitty Mach like an invisible friend or something?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
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Sep 11th, 2006 05:31 AM
i really liked Night Sky 
