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i really really need aHis door key didn’t fit and for some reason he was disappointed. Not that it should be that easy. That he should have come some three thousand odd miles to this thriving metropolis, spend four hours on the phone, finding her name on some worn receptionists book in a cum-stained hotel hole in the wall across town, but that the door key that the perverted old Mexican at the dark Welcoming office would not fit the door, behind which she could quite possibly be sleeping. Never mind, that coming all this way it might have been easier for him to just knock on the door, accept her look of grievances, her shoddy apologies for fucking up his life, heri really really need a
by ~lemonadepanacea
rhetorical devicesbut have you ever been in love, kind sir? and by love, i don't mean a totalitarian liplocking cornicopia of fragrences (plumeria abound) fantastic phantasm of security instead, you dream, perchance to know what's on your lovelyrhetorical devices
lady's mind oh yes, kind sir, have you ever been in love? a drastic drama not- hopeless in bloodless contusion not- hands sweat sweet hot head, red heat prime declarations followed by ice cold feet instead i mean that which will be your end a demise you would surely invite oh please, kind sir, tell m
by ~lemonadepanacea
one more daycotton candy condoms sold and stolen soft and swollen used and broken as empty tokens of love and loss and fancy deprived and sideways always lying alive contrived of thatone more day
which would bless which would endure
which would lay [in repose] like most- instruments of habit inhabit
a life of cold water and all i've got is your hand (allow me that at least) that which i can rely on that which will endure that which will be my end so we're gonna lay (so we're gonna lie) in silence a silen
by ~lemonadepanacea
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arrrrrr ima prate
Happiness, by
The Interview, by
Rusting Bridges of Suburbia, by
So, I did some peruzing, and earthed up these three pieces.
Happiness is beautiful in its own simplicity, and has a subtle kick to it that I find lacking in a lot of reading these days.
The Interview is an interesting little for-the-stage piece that I found myself cracking up over, all over the place. There's some great humor and dialogue going on here, as well as some great subtle toss-ins for the actors to experiment with. Something I would love to see performed.
While Rusting Bridges of Suburbia might be a little ho-hum subject-wise, the rhythm and control of meter that ~ honestbrutality has accomplished here is impeccable. It takes a lot of practice and a lot of control of vocabulary to get a good rhythm in a slam piece these days, and it's done beautifully here.
Get writing, fuckos. *jesusbite
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Thanks for the fav. Herrrrr... I'm sorry I had to change the colors of it. But I just had to!! That green was getting on my nerve, plus the definition breaks in full view, so I fixed that as well.
Peace!!
Date: Dec 28, 2003, 7:43:33 AM
put something written in my devwatch please
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love so deep, kills you in your sleep
I would love to see you submit more...
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A picture, like a human, will speak a thousand words, and never say a goddamn thing.
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