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lexx - Status: Member
- Wannabe Novelist
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- Offline for 15h 51m 2s
- Deviant since Aug 24, 2004, 9:46 AM
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wholesomeSweet relatives are all light-hearted joke,wholesome
sandwich smile,
politically correct card-game-calm outside by the refreshments. While inside my flower dress and between my shoulders and under my nails are traces of you
and you
and only you. Standing here, I think I want to see you and your sun-licked dips in the attic bedroom where the sickle hangs upside down on the wall
in Open on 5/30/08
DaveI signed the contract hoping it would make things better But you still fuck the same: parallel, paralyzed, and parapraxic. I’m not afraid of what’s inside of you. I’m not afraid of the dirty nasty stinking raunchy filthy fucked up things inside of you.Dave
In fact, I’ve swallowed it.
All I want is some vertical, sideways, and some downright upside down.
Tell me everything. Don’t be nervous, I am just an ocean.
in Open on 5/14/08
CopyrightSlowly but surely,Copyright
you took the words right out of my word bubbles.
It was like I woke up one day and found you wearing my hair, my clothes, my face, and the red coral-piece necklace I found deep in the moist jungle. That jungle was my heaven and that coral was my heart.
My blood drained. I think I vaguely recall waking up one night covered in tubes and wires. I thought it was a dream. A phase. “She’ll grow out of it”. But you grew into me.
Leach. Projector. You are a mirror that sucks at reflections, ghosting me. I feed you. and
in Open on 5/14/08
Exit to EdenShe is not the helpless babe crying out at his ankles. She has her own conquests, impassioned and rankled. She built her own spear and knows no fearExit to Eden
but memory.
The clear-eyed doe does not curtsy Nor go on social calls Nor struggle under bustiers or other such constraining contraptions.
Nor does she bend her hair to fit tight curl moulds or bother with other such operative ornamentations.
Her mane is a wild horse, a gravitational force. She will look you in the eye
when you look her in the eye. Her lips are red like her flowe
in Open on 5/4/08
Favourites
at peace in honeysucklewe slept, curled on the dark green fuzz of the ottoman blankets draped off us like fallen curtains my socks dangling half-off my feetat peace in honeysuckle
i woke to the sound of your snoring and stroked your nose perfect-triangular, with the tip of my finger ran it down over your lips; thin trembling jellyfish tissues
we rustled like slow-moving bonsais, flowering all around each other
by ~katesaidhi
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- Emailx_blurredlust_x@hotmail.com
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- Current Age: 19
- Current Residence: a former homeless shelter actually. until it was bought by an asian and the kitchen was redone ...
- Interests: literature, substance abuse, people, travel, psychology, religion
- Favourite movie: american beauty, american psycho, fight club, dogville, zoolander, star wars
- Favourite band or musician: tori amos, dillinger, volta, system of a down, shostakovich
- Favourite poet or writer: T S Elliot, A. J. M. Smith, F. R. Scott, Pope, d. h. lawrence, joyce, atwood, christopher pike
- Favourite photographer: miles aldridge
- Favourite style of art: fashion
- Shell of choice: selectively permeable
- Skin of choice: virgin
- Favourite cartoon character: dark-wing duck
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