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| alastar (profile) wrote, on 12-30-2008 at 4:32am | |
| Music: Isaac Marion's Moon Colony Subject: I spit sacrilege through gritted teeth. |
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| I am disconnecting from... reality. From consciousness. From tangibility. From dimensional restraints. Thread by thread, I am tearing each stitch. Finding solvent for the glue, I pry each nail from its hole. I exhume screws from their cylindrical tombs. I am plucking staples and cutting ropes. I will deracinate the roots that attach me to the ground and degauss the magnets that are holding me down. I am burning to be released in smoke. My name is Phlogiston. I am the view from within a raindrop. I am the collision it has with your skin. |
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anachronism | 03-09-09 11:40am I looveee this.
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