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Failure

Member since 2002 · Posted 16 Aug 2003 · 5 comments

I have the reverse Midas complex; everything I touch turns to - what, exactly? I don't even know that. The opposite of gold, base metal, rotting excrement, filth of whatever type. I can do nothing right, I turn nuggets of beauty in the mud into convulsions of despair.

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[7] horus8 16-Aug-03/12:59 PM Reply

I once turned a ham sandwich into a six inch auburn turd off to the treatment plant.

[6] J.B. Manning 8-Sep-03/11:26 AM Reply

Interesting. I wonder if you could expand this. Or add more lines, more feeling, more examples. It seems like there is so much more to it. Pretty good though.

[n/a] Nicholas Jones › J.B. Manning 9-Sep-03/3:49 AM Reply

Thank you for your comment. I wrote this in five minutes when I was very pissed off because I'd set off for a long bike ride but I got a puncture about a hundred yards from my front door and had to go back. It could be expanded, I suppose it's really just the beginning of an idea, but then it wouldn't be a perfect record of how I felt at that time anymore.

[6] J.B. Manning › Nicholas Jones 9-Sep-03/10:01 AM Reply

There is no "Perfect Record," in time. Only or recollection of it. Write on, my friend. You have talent.

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 9-Sep-03/4:12 AM Reply

Scraping the crust off with FACT-shaped spoon, these are the news headlines:

MAN WITH REVERSE MIDAS COMPLEX TURNS OWN FACE INTO PILE OF GUTS

RANCID OCTOCARP FOUND SINGING IN DRAWER

EAT MY LEG OFF PLEADS MUTANT BEEF PROBE

Those are the headlines.................. goodnight.