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the wire

Member since 2002 · Posted 20 Sep 2003 · 4 comments

my resources are limited entangled by my own unwinding threads I have studied the effects of thirst firsthand and dug up pipebombs from the playground I have run my finger over this bundle again and again red black green, yellow and blue felt in the dark for a pair of pliers found a hand instead found you

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4 comments

[n/a] deleted user 20-Sep-03/4:16 PM Reply
cut the red wire. no...the blue one.
[8] horus8 20-Sep-03/5:42 PM Reply
"found a hand,
instead
of you"
[8] Fear of Garbage 20-Sep-03/7:21 PM Reply
saves the best for the last half
no pretention
[10] deleted user 1-Oct-03/8:06 PM Reply
"I have studied the effects of thirst
firsthand

and dug up pipebombs
from the playground" Nice word play, it's really a stunning piece.