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    dots Submission Name: june 20dots
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    Author: meoww
    Elite Ratio:    6.75 - 262/258/143
    Words: 104
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    saturdays at home, chillin' with the crew, are great.
    named are my housemates; mentioned
    is a conversation from moments ago
    while i sipped green tea.

    i'm that orphan, metaphorically speaking.
    ahuh, you say.


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    dotsjune 20dots
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    orphan, there is sunlight here.
    hannah, baking as usual.
    murray, on the deck, smoking a spliff.
    nowrose, a serious sleepyhead.

    discuss the origins of allspice
    and how columbus was a bumbling oaf
    in regards to all things indian
    and flavourful.

    it's all a mess. at least this music connects,
    gives rise to the thought of being lost
    in a forest.

    soma, and what that means in another dialect.
    green tea, and how it always rejuvenates.
    this saturday, an excuse to meditate
    upon simple things.




    Submitted on 2009-06-19 21:00:15     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      There is nothing like being legally/illegally stoned on a weekend... sounds like back trouble. Anyhoo, beautifully written in that stone-stoned sense of being and the rundown of who is who & where, so knowing that makes it ok to be facedown in the carpet, cuz my buddy Earl is on the porch if I should need to holler...
    Really nice write here, and a joy to read.
    | Posted on 2009-08-03 00:00:00 | by grey_girl | [ Reply to This ]
      Just wanted to say that I envy how industrious you are. I wish it comes as easy for me as it seemingly does for you. And the way you send your kids to war is just, well, enviable. (See what I mean.)




























































    That's all I've got.

    Don't hate me.

    | Posted on 2009-06-20 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      Jase, I'm here. Wait. I just need to eat something then I'll get back to you.
    | Posted on 2009-06-20 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      "soma, and what that means in another dialect."

    Bland, little tastless, little pill, little mind
    expanding into deserts of satisfaction. A drooling smile
    and reality goes to Cuba.

    The sunset fox, his red fur as soft as silence, fornicates
    with your skin. It tingles and feels not unlike a silk pine tree. Sunset fox. make. me. ahhhh.

    Should our minds arrive, they would be horrified. Too bad they'll never know the slick feeling of the controls, hyperdrive and crashing towers crashing the patina of virtual dimensions fading wait the desert a mirage the bed the sheets incandescent lightbulb blinds me is it morning outside...

    Damn. I think I'll take another.

    ----

    'The sensual exploding language of the land of Soma', written by Asiatic Fox for J. Morales, 06/19/09
    | Posted on 2009-06-19 00:00:00 | by AsiaticFox | [ Reply to This ]


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