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steeltraptime
DeformedLion

hot froth, coffinee slop
 1
spilling onto spill
 2
as
 3
sol finds apollo overhead
 4
saturating
 5
like salt in hot silk
 6
 
 
and vampire f(r)iends come
 7
backwards through rent
 8
memory. old mnemosyne
 9
plunges fingers
 10
into droopy skin
 11
 
 
plucks my heart from head
 12
as it pounds like hammer
 13
  into space
 14
  of common thingies
 15
 
 
and relief is the smile of apollo,
 16
who distended, is caught
 17
with his pickle in the jar
 18
 
 
whilst the anvil of your flesh
 19
cools as I spirit into spirit,
 20
flung into steeltraptime.
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7 Jun 08

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icky ending, i dunno. there's gotta be some other
way you can say it. i really love ||1-21. more of this
kind of poems, please.
: )
 — fractalcore

or maybe just get rid of it?
: )
 — fractalcore

wow. nighty night, dude.
see you later.
: )
 — fractalcore

I don't get it, but I love the wordplays and imagery, how certain phrases meet other phrases with a hello kiss and never a goodbye.  I'll read it again at some point and attempt further understanding.
 — Aziel

yeah, f(r)iends is particularly cutesy and i kinda
gathered that it was my fault..
: )
 — fractalcore

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