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From the bottom of a well

TheDeceased

Ex-Bluelighter
Joined
Mar 21, 2000
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Beyond the Grave
illuminated signposts hurt my eyes
they remind me of looking directly at the sun
when I was young and time was abundant
and days and nights were expendable

blue is my blanket now
the colour of the naked sky when the clouds are somewhere else
a constant nothing so much simpler than the ground

triple x neon retinas half-glazed to the absence of constancy or the abundance of variety
(depending on politics)
wave inflatable cocks
through dirty windows
caked with deposits

my apartment is infested
wires like termites feasting on the walls
the television is a pimp I hired to sit on a table and tempt me with women I cannot afford
(they probably wouldn't have sex with me anyway)
cathode Ray
a straight up hoe-juggler

they coming straight through the walls
pussy like lightning bolts
tits like Godzilla

I return to the window
the illuminated signpost hurts my eyes
it reminds me of looking directly at the sun
when I was young and time was abundant
when days and nights were expendable

at an obscure angle
I can see the sky
 
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