deconstruction of life and death
By Jonas
rotten sneakers
what he was doing was a little less than standing
leaning over his cane in a curve proportional
to that of the shade leaning its weight in turn on him
and he bled from his forhead
what came was red
eyes frightened looking shamed into pity
as she couldn't not notice
no way to look away
and she had trouble keeping her tits inside what she decided to wear
to the bus station that day
aware of my stare
unspecifically
but as a matter of course
and her efforts to pull the cloth into a more modest position
just added to her allure
and what are day and night but
standing on opposite sides
of a rock revolving ever to the other
hurtling toward the furthest limit
of its inertia
until it will start on the road
returning to the initial cataclysm
Comments on "deconstruction of life and death"
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A former member wrote:
damn, again, cuttin out the hits or some'n shit... how does that happen, and only four comments... wow... that is simply travesty and !irreverent! even... "and she had trouble keeping her tits inside what she decided to wear
to the bus station that day"
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A former member wrote:
HaHAAA! gotcha.. .
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On Friday, November 11, 2005, Mistress Shadow
(249) wrote:
"a rock revolving ever to the other" - my fav. refrence yet amazing ones all the way through out. Bravo! ~T~
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On Sunday, October 30, 2005, manywalks
(747) wrote:
you always weave so deep, allusions and memories discarded, beauty and grace beneath the surface.
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On Monday, October 24, 2005, TropicalSnowstorm
(1580) wrote:
Wonderful piece! I especially liked your closing lines, in contrast and conjunction with the imagery of the woman at the bus station. Great! Ciao, T/S
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On Wednesday, October 19, 2005, Liz
(265) wrote:
Makes me want to wipe life off my shoe, and then eat it.