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A miss is as good as a smile by ~horsemarmalade:iconhorsemarmalade:





Year-trust is located neck-up.
Carried around
jested, barely missing;
hounded.

Morals, when will they come -
on whose chopped-off legs?
In which desert's countenance
will the blind man have to feel around for them,
he whose fingerwisdoms
(covered with clay)
grow more slowly
than earth's continents?

What price does a catch come at?
How many fingernails?
©2007-2010 ~horsemarmalade
:iconhorsemarmalade:

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:iconwhokilledkirov:
fingerwisdoms

i love you

--
I gave the green tentacle a bowl of wax fruit, and then joined his band
:iconhorsemarmalade:
Don't just blame it all on me.
:icontimeturner:
It always bothers me when I have nothing to say.


Though the image of Morality walking on Zombie Legs will amuse me for some time.

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my past--I--/am stuck in/things of thousand words/concert girls/known and unknown/hair brown to black to blonde/far away/and hating me/and goodbye.
:iconmerrydishnig:
this is so very fucking delightful
:iconmerrydishnig:
i love deciphering deciphering poems, because i figure even though i probably just get a 50% + mind map out of it i always get a mind map out of it.
:iconmighty-pen:
The last two lines are brilliant.

I have to think about the rest of it. Where's the fun in that?

--
These words are not tools of communication
They are shards of metal
Dropped from eighth story windows.

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