| The Refined Art of Madness
| | Part I (Conversing With the Devil) "What's wrong with you?" She asked... "A lot of things, or so I'm toldā?¦" I replied... "That's you, always being sarcastic; everything's a fuckin' joke isn't it?"... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 30-05-07 |
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| The Price of Poetry
| | Quietly inhaling the world through small painful lessons lessen in quantity the more you bitch and... | | Words: | 103 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Cosmic Jester
| | I am a gesture of the cosmos, a cosmic jester. A connoisseur of communicative activity thats all... | | Words: | 196 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| bane
| | I could never hold someones hand... | | Words: | 134 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Stolen
| | Shadows created from bursts of light... | | Words: | 156 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dreamtime
| | Dream that I'm everywhere,... | | Words: | 48 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Mantra
| | I almost feel sorry... | | Words: | 47 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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