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it sounds like dying but tastes like living. (Free verse) by skaskowski
IIIi carved a corkscrew out of the closet door with my hands and made a new red and brown rug out of shavings and fingernail fragmentsSSS. "she built a tent over my head while i slept. i woke up and was rolling down a hill down a road towards the woods. but i didnt know it". ?she covered me with arsenic kisses head to toe to belly button to shoulders the bottom of my feet even. so that when i walk i walk on her memory a memory of painful silence? 1so when i rolled over and fell off 2the cart 3onto the muddy drop-off, 4i rolled down and down and nearly 5smothered myself 5face down in the wet soil. you're not good enough and you're not good enough so go away from me. i'll use you. and you'll use me to make a bridge with my body from here to the end. andyou'renotgoodenough andyou'renotgoodenough. you are not good enough to be my next obsession.

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.181818
Weighted score: 5.590909
Overall Rank: 2320
Posted: September 15, 2002 9:29 PM PDT; Last modified: September 15, 2002 9:29 PM PDT
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[8] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 16-Sep-02/7:37 AM | Reply
oh yeah. just right. nice.
[7] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154 | 16-Sep-02/11:35 AM | Reply
now that's better lover. bend.
[10] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 26-Dec-02/3:25 PM | Reply
fucking sheer spoon fed brilliance, and you're right, and i'll probably never be, but you're mine. i love your poetry. i could read it all day every day, and i do. i love you. more than the rocks that i was, or the fences i paint more than the [horse] more than the [sky net] your pen is a neon maniac blue. your stroll a hijack 'platinum' band that fits and squeezes. i'm just a handprint. caved.e
[n/a] skaskowski @ 216.125.247.11 > horus8 | 20-Feb-03/12:43 AM | Reply
thanks...
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