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electrofucker

:: 2012 30 September :: 5.54pm

Two-headed boy
All floating in glass
The sun, it is passed
Now it's blacker than black
I can hear as you tap on your jar
I am listening to hear where you are
I am listening to hear where you are

Two-headed boy
Put on Sunday shoes
And dance around the room to accordion keys
With the needle that sings in your heart
Catching signals that sound in the dark
Catching signals that sound in the dark

We will take off our clothes
And they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine
And when all is breaking
Everything that you could keep aside
Now your eyes ain't moving now
They just lay there in their climb

Two-headed boy
With pulleys and weights
Creating a radio played just for two
In the parlor with a moon across her face
And through the music he sweetly displays
Silver speakers that sparkle all day
Made for his lover who's floating
And choking with her hands across her face

And in the dark we will take off our clothes
And they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine
And when all is breaking
Everything that you could keep aside
Now your eyes ain't moving now
They just lay there in their climb

Two-headed boy
There is no reason to grieve
The world that you need is wrapped in gold silver sleeves
Left beneath Christmas trees in the snow
And I will take you and leave you alone
Watching spirals of white softly flow
Over your eyelids and all you did
Will wait until the point when you let go

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electrofucker

:: 2011 25 August :: 2.59am

TWO INTERVIEWS TOMORROW AND A TEMP JOB OFFER (if the perm jobs don't work out)! All happened within 24 hours. Life is so weird.

edit:

It's Wednesday morning, around 7am. I still haven't heard back from anyone. Kinda lame.

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electrofucker

:: 2011 8 June :: 11.20pm

I just got fired.

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electrofucker

:: 2010 10 May :: 4.26pm

this is the story of your red right ankle
and how it came to meet your leg
and how the muscle, bone and sinews tangled
and how the skin was softly shed
and how it whispered, 'oh adhere to me, for we are bound by symmetry
whatever differences our lives have been, we together make a limb'

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electrofucker

:: 2010 7 March :: 4.00pm

you think your youth a permanent truth, here is a tear for your eye. having forgotten how to cry, i die.

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