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A Dimly lit Carnival Ride
By AshtrayDirt
one after another...
people enter
making sure they have enough change to frantically shove in the machine
tiny black rooms just big enough to sit and ejaculate in
the floors remind me of a sticky carnival
only their faces wear opposite expressions
...paranoia....lust....emptiness
p e o p le
enter
one
after
another
you have the choice of watching the result of choice recorded or live with
a plastic partition in between you and the one who made a choice for their
future
people enter
red faced, whisky stinking
one
after
another
watch, cum, leave.
(all the while never using the tissues provided on the wall)
in progress....
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Copyright 2004 AshtrayDirt
Published on Tuesday, April 13, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, March 15, 2018, carlosjackal
(3019)
wrote:
Brilliant. That last line ends things perfectly like a sad punch line but at the same time I'm intrigued to know how this would have panned out if added to, or maybe that you haven't is entirely the point.
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On Monday, August 9, 2004, Northstar
(375) wrote:
dont know quite how to react to this one...would be nice to see what you would add onto it
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On Tuesday, April 13, 2004, capt_funguy
(778) wrote:
LOL ... great write ,,, question ... what the fuck? .... this is quite real , and it is everywhere ... they freakin wait on line ...lol ... it is a side effect ... but of what? ... very cool ... funguy
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