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Member since 2004 · Posted 23 Feb 2007 · 4 comments

i sit i stare i hate my chair i use my pen when it still has ink but i can't think of anything to waste it on the keyboard gives me solace in a room too-brightly lit for my eyes. peace... inner workings of the machine scream at me (while i walk) i am machine i am man i am without point i am looking for

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[4] SupremeDreamer 23-Feb-07/3:51 PM Reply

Four.

[7] Dovina 24-Feb-07/10:26 AM Reply

pointlessness, writer's block, man-as-machine - dismal topics overdone.

[7] Prince of Void 25-Feb-07/9:51 AM Reply

before my pen pin down what's in my head
I had stared at darkness
it holds all paths for the peace
it carry me away from the cybernetic world
to the timeless place
as i'm looking for the point on the pointless ocean
i could be placeless evermore

[7] Bethy 3-Mar-07/4:39 AM Reply

Writers block, It's easier if you try to eat Cherrio's with a fork. :) Bethy