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Life

Contributed by Angelica on Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 11:13:10 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Man with an arrow through his heart stares at woman with no arms. Love wraps them up in a plastic package. All the silicone makes her forget her past and the person that she hated. She forgets herself in dreams of an ancient man with no eyes. They eat the guts of the deer that saved them. They kill the sin that they created. They hate what they have become. All the glamour and all the glory do not take away his needs. Man hugs at night so as to feel better. Man kisses her wounds and pretends her arms are there and all the silicone is real. All the silicone is real. Woman hates herself. She hates him. She blames herself. She needs him. The blind man comes back and shoots her. Man cries at the river. Man screams at the river. Man dies at the river. The deer eats the woman's guts. All is lost in dreams of an ancient woman with no arms.





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