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Find of the Day
By Lotophagi
on my knees typing
trashing the exhaust system
filing the cabinet away
for further reduction
on the construction
of the deconstruction destruction
dammit I keep
missing the con
and the shards of rock
are hurting
digging into soft flesh
far too unnecessary
must toughen
these weak limbs
stabbing stabbing grabbing
in the dark
missing the hole
to throw the diamond down
running with the keys
to unlock the capital
oh wait, key to the city
where’d I put it?
failing, flailing,
language barriers sonic boom
decibel impact
thrown through the room
sneezing the virus,
sleezing the sirens
I’m counting
down the members,
sorry, no, individuals.
members far
too connotative of penis.
penis. on my mind.
penis. from behind.
penis. lagging. sagging. dragging.
what a fucking find.
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© 2005 Lotophagi
Published on Monday, December 19, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Find of the Day"
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On Friday, January 27, 2006, Alanarchy
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wrote:
"stabbing stabbing grabbing in the dark missing the hole to throw the diamond down"... You got me by the throat.
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A former member wrote:
"digging into soft flesh" of my eyes, my brain and my hopeless sensations with this piece; love the disjointed rhythm feel...the off-beats. The speculative gritty-Metropol SciFi feel is heavy; somewere stuck between Burroughs & Ballard inside the infected
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A former member wrote:
...skin of some vast office building in a dark city where, possibly, even the idea of a 'penis' is illegal. (perhaps i have read too much into this, but I like it nevertheless).
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On Tuesday, December 20, 2005, blue
(1454) wrote:
o.O)) lol.. that was great! ..and it all flowed so nicely ;) ~b
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On Tuesday, December 20, 2005, stuart_pid
(135) wrote:
that was unexpected. probably why it was so damn funny.
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