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    dots Submission Name: The introduction is a theatrical facadedots
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    Author: lori_tab
    ASL Info:    27/f/alabama
    Elite Ratio:    4.33 - 1752/1517/481
    Words: 130
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 633
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 821



    Description:
       My own fantasy. A daydream of the animated version of what I donbefore my husband comes home.


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    dotsThe introduction is a theatrical facadedots
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    My voice is shaped by gnarly notty hands inside my throat
    My lungs are pumped by greasy geared biomechanical engines

    I walk around all day ticking like the hands of a clock
    Awaiting the last hour like it is a measly minute away
    In that time, challenged by every second, my pulse races to let my mind know
    Still waiting
    Still wondering, continually wandering
    Inside the many chores that are to be chosen
    We never finish
    Fussily frettingly something is always left undone
    As I lie on my back listening to the chatter of children
    Bathing in the cool air of air conditioned bliss
    Looking through the bottom of a glass
    This business would seem to orbit around planet tedium
    And thank God, literally, that is not the case




    Submitted on 2015-07-07 23:21:02     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      I really like this. I see it in my brain as your whole day being fast forwarded while you count the ticks of the clock .. It has a strong feeling of routine. Like this is how things go every day. Tedious but necessary. I really liked the line about listening to the chatter of children.
    | Posted on 2015-09-24 00:00:00 | by jessie thomas | [ Reply to This ]
      Busy day huh?
    | Posted on 2015-08-28 00:00:00 | by Damien Vladimir | [ Reply to This ]
      Funny, after twenty-one years I still watch that clock in the summer. The minute the door opens, my mood bounces off of his. Boredom never enters my mind. I'm fully engaged. That doesn't mean I don't have me time, but it's fit around we time.
    Interesting description and imagery in this one that is definitely unique to you, Jaz.
    | Posted on 2015-07-16 00:00:00 | by jaycee | [ Reply to This ]
      hmm, quite the imagination. and i can feel the love. feels good. good for yall.
    | Posted on 2015-07-08 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ]


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