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Array ( [sid] => 173811 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Digital Vomit [time] => 2012-09-14 12:45:24 [hometext] => This could be a bit detailed for some people so just keep that in mind. [bodytext] => My ribcage is a vial
I poured raspberry soda into my heart
Deep within my inner organs, capillaries blossomed
A heavenly garden was infused with my skeleton.

My vision became blurry and I couldn't really see anymore,
Pastel color paint has filled my eyelids
I dipped my fingers into my eyes
And painted peach flavored skies.

Somewhere, I think, I cut my lips
And chipped off a part of my candy teeth
Human flesh and robot parts
Candy pink when I throw up. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 2 [informant] => plasticherry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

Digital Vomit

Contributed by plasticherry on Friday, 14th September 2012 @ 12:45:24 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

My ribcage is a vial
I poured raspberry soda into my heart
Deep within my inner organs, capillaries blossomed
A heavenly garden was infused with my skeleton.

My vision became blurry and I couldn't really see anymore,
Pastel color paint has filled my eyelids
I dipped my fingers into my eyes
And painted peach flavored skies.

Somewhere, I think, I cut my lips
And chipped off a part of my candy teeth
Human flesh and robot parts
Candy pink when I throw up.

Copyright © plasticherry ... [ 2012-09-14 12:45:24]
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Re: Digital Vomit (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th September 2012 @ 01:57:25 AM AEST
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I thank you for this. I'm not that computer literate, wherein behind what I type in the digital realm maybe is this relay screen, where logic code, that is math, is the essence of all human communication, and where it can be laid down so someone could if they wanted, choose to hack their way into. Then, disjointedly, to attempt to stomach without knowing the true physical pathway being able to stomach, and the description, of how it works, or maybe does not, still induces the imagery whereby someone still goes out and picks the deadly plant that makes them sick unknowingly. I guess I'm going too far here.
What is love, what is thought, isn't all thought and communication digitally based or some gobbledygook germ that disrupts the neurological pathway induces wild imagination locked within.

This is a really good one. It's horse radish on a bad piece of meat.

Peace!

Re: Digital Vomit (User Rating: 1 )
by lisamary on Sunday, 16th September 2012 @ 06:52:55 PM AEST
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thats sick but in a good way!!!

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