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Trapped
By Malcholm Dark
I am a coconut wrangler
In the shadows of my mind.
I make needles for haystacks
The kind nobody can find.
I make travel plans for lemmings
Let the secular migration begin.
I reminisce on Rorschach's inkblots
Folded over and colored
herein.
I am more alive than you are
Although you could
never tell.
I feel the world around me...
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Trapped within my living
hell.
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Copyright 2011 Malcholm Dark
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A former member wrote:
I really enjoyed this. Very unusual imagery. "I make travel plans for lemmings" Love that line and the ending.
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On Tuesday, March 1, 2011, lupus tenebrae
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wrote:
Such intriguing thoughts, needles in haystacks, travel plans for lemmings, inkblots. Wrangling coconuts in the shadows of your mind, like wandering thoughts searching for answers? Write on.
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A former member wrote:
I saw Willard in these words, for some reason.... put the lime in the coconut.... the tequila in the glass haha wrap that world up in joker and stick a flame to his ass .... cheers man.... this had a goat-footed feel to it... stay strong, bottoms up!
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A former member wrote:
really good i liked it
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