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necrobos (Free verse) by baphomet johndis is my canvas
they have china white me all over
pig ment to be eaten \
but the antifatiuge gag reflex
i call tina un sheaths her soared
too high for me to handled i let
go go go
down down done
did i dondeal
the speal
on not falling into the icy cold mess
i met he.r. overdosed
but a teen to b
took my good teeth.
Up the ladder:
a poem to a friend
Down the ladder:
Narcolepsy
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Posted: January 29, 2006 8:33 PM PST; Last modified: January 29, 2006 8:33 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7801 Comments:
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ALChemy @ 24.74.100.11
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30-Jan-06/10:14 AM
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What is with all these Humbert Humberts coming here?
I must be crazy to say this conveys anything, but except for her being "teen to b" it does.
Huh? What a strangely fascinating bit-of-something, this is. The fact that I have worked with autistics makes me look into this and know that it is painting a picture...but, one too disconnected for me to fully 'get'. About the time I think I know what is going on here, I decide that can't be 'it'. I would be most interested in hearing what this is about.
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