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    dots Submission Name: Real Dream dots
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    Author: Dead Bell
    ASL Info:    23/m/Ire
    Elite Ratio:    2.42 - 48/129/125
    Words: 122
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsReal Dream dots
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    Stuffed into the gas palace
    Into its nauseating repeats
    Of the peoples solitary frenzy;
    Victories and defeats.

    Who’s to suffer more in its heat
    Or suffocating coolness?
    Its drapes cover white paradise
    Of drugged and fumed sunlight

    And let you not forget that
    Real drug of frozen motion
    That kept you nowhere safe
    Nowhere solid or exposed

    When animals did surround you
    They smelt a meal soon spoiling
    In silent scents you gave them hope
    Enough to touch but not secure enough
    For biting

    Remember how you woke, stood up ,and
    Around that bed those terrible ugly faces, red-raw and furious,
    Were now familiar, close and smiling?






    Submitted on 2012-07-17 18:03:36     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Oh no, we appear to be suffering from corpulent flatulence, this is entirely against the by laws of the club (assholes unanimous). I once had a dream about pay toilets : I walked up handed my rootclod to God, I went into the stall, I sat down and started to read the graffiti, "Em all" said one, and "Maelstrom chronicles" another, and "Will this all come up again tomorrow" This last was written on the handle, which when depressed revealed another little sign, "No" it said. "Thank you God" I said as I left the stall. "You're welcome buckwheat" He replied.

    I will not forget my cheshire chiaroscuro. It allows me to argue the point without revealing my actual location.

    As far as looking a little bit like little Amiel I like to think I can cagey get away with it.

    As for all those hideously horrible, and awfully terrible faces, I sort of like the fact that they adamant vehemence are smiling at me.

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2012-07-17 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]


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