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    dots Submission Name: Lacunulose Vomitoriumdots

    Author: Outlaw
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 510/413/195
    Words: 149
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       Tom was sighted, and of course, I couldn't escape the chance to play him the way we used to. He threw me a fast ball, once upon a time, and you could call this my return curve ball. Plug for tom's piece. READ HIM.
    DO IT.

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    dotsLacunulose Vomitoriumdots

    Let me pay to execute a locution
    propose a value to a function
    whose output is fact; factitious
    alienation denoting rigorous
    recuse of the used pillars
    of a dead decayed social filler
    mainstream filter-jabberwocky
    spot me man, what is my treaty
    how do I feel? forest fire, forest fire
    a child ululating like a choir
    underfoot god, seraph song
    the beauty of a climax is ascertained
    when the mind is elsewhere entertained
    ensconced in thoughts of a lover
    unraveled by infinities much wider

    alas, verdure pornography
    for the mind, a sycophant to logicality-
    piss on fear, the killer of minds
    sickly stickler starving sight in kinds
    many vines protruding the likes
    pulchritude of oedipal Ophelia
    Antigone gone wild, purchase insomnia
    midday suicide at the hourglassí hikes
    thru forest fire, forest fire
    a child ululating like a choir
    grow up and blow up afore
    we misunderstand your soar.

    Submitted on 2010-02-26 04:22:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I get the feeling this is about society being too lazy to push an effort into understanding others that are perhaps above them in development and intellect -rather we be entertained easily, sitting back, relaxing in the sense that things shouldn't take too much effort. As such, those leading the evolution most often find themselves misunderstood and alone.
    I probably didn't get it all right though -at least, I made an effort. Maybe after reading it a fifth time, or a sixth will some new revelation well up from a dark corner of my puny mind.

    You should get on Yahoo some times.

    | Posted on 2010-07-22 00:00:00 | by Urisen | [ Reply to This ]
      The poem reads just like a science dean giving a seminar with a laser pointer, who has a bad case of innerchild. Ritalin ruins perfectly good kids.

    And the reason no one is reading and commenting on this is because they have no idea what the &%$# the title means.

    I liked it.

    | Posted on 2010-05-24 00:00:00 | by MyX | [ Reply to This ]
      Relaxing also in that it forces me to "stretch" but not yawn. I'm too lazy to write so.
    | Posted on 2010-02-26 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]

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