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Array ( [sid] => 101125 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Discharging Delightful [time] => 2005-07-13 20:38:26 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Everything that I see
It's all in front of me

It slides like popsicles on my belly
and you are very much like ice cream

Oh Yes.

I haven't any point
No reason or thoughts

(Left of me, what is)

this demon's got his fingers in my ear
i am squirming and his tongue's lethally deep
in my nostril

And am I? Right

Such poofy clouds and a backdrop like a baby

All these gigantic machines and robots like dali and my ears are ringing unlike
my phone.

I am thrusting this toilet bowl;
I've gone to ***** !

And the smile upon my face --
it is very shiney like a girl
begs a straightjacket and condoms for use

like anything with fingernails
It all comes down to this temporary temporalis.

I am very clean and never snorting ajax and

i am very dirty
very dirty
very very filthy

(((i am constantly discharging my neurons)))

without grunting
nor a groan

(No orgasm in my moan.)

Are you still paying attention my spine
is like that of a book and i am open AND YES

shivers WILL tear me up
like such organs of a rape victim

Son or Daughter,
this is very bad sometimes delightful,

Thank you for your time and my bathtub will need painting
will never be the same again,

[[Today I am having]]
[[to wash these tiles]]
[[on this floor]]
[[with my body]]
[[shifting yours]]

Now remember, child,
Always use a helmet,

And take a dive
in the bushes
in the park
sometime.

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Discharging Delightful

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Wednesday, 13th July 2005 @ 08:38:26 PM in AEST
Topic: insomniac

Everything that I see
It's all in front of me

It slides like popsicles on my belly
and you are very much like ice cream

Oh Yes.

I haven't any point
No reason or thoughts

(Left of me, what is)

this demon's got his fingers in my ear
i am squirming and his tongue's lethally deep
in my nostril

And am I? Right

Such poofy clouds and a backdrop like a baby

All these gigantic machines and robots like dali and my ears are ringing unlike
my phone.

I am thrusting this toilet bowl;
I've gone to ***** !

And the smile upon my face --
it is very shiney like a girl
begs a straightjacket and condoms for use

like anything with fingernails
It all comes down to this temporary temporalis.

I am very clean and never snorting ajax and

i am very dirty
very dirty
very very filthy

(((i am constantly discharging my neurons)))

without grunting
nor a groan

(No orgasm in my moan.)

Are you still paying attention my spine
is like that of a book and i am open AND YES

shivers WILL tear me up
like such organs of a rape victim

Son or Daughter,
this is very bad sometimes delightful,

Thank you for your time and my bathtub will need painting
will never be the same again,

[[Today I am having]]
[[to wash these tiles]]
[[on this floor]]
[[with my body]]
[[shifting yours]]

Now remember, child,
Always use a helmet,

And take a dive
in the bushes
in the park
sometime.

Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2005-07-13 20:38:26]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Discharging Delightful (User Rating: 1 )
by Wannabe on Wednesday, 13th July 2005 @ 08:53:51 PM AEST
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COOL. I like your style.

Re: Discharging Delightful (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 14th July 2005 @ 10:02:35 PM AEST
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Well I never understand your poems, but I
always like them and it was no different here.
Why are you thrusting a poor toilet though?
What did that toilet ever do you to you Lane...
Anyway the name of that poem I posted is
called "With a Lack of Hope".

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Discharging Delightful (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Sunday, 24th July 2005 @ 06:58:52 PM AEST
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Oh my.......

V E R Y intriguing, oh yes, quite a delightfully ambiguous and vivid read! Ah, yes, the wretched plague, Insomnia... My nights, too, consist of mindless litany and compulsive thoughts.... I find my mind wandering in a very wide variety of places... dimmed and seductive, screaming of ecstasy... You've evoked a particular emotion in me that I think it best to keep it to myself, lol. Ah, but I think you have the idea, hmm? ;-). A deliciously enticing and dark write, jumping from one subject to another, scattered contemplations, yet they all seem to entertwine harmoniously together... And that is what I admire about your work. You are so erratic with your words and thoughts... so... RAW and vivid, and beautiful, and flawlessly incomprehensible, but in the end, it all joins together and leaves me breathless... A strange beauty that many cannot capture, but you possess it within every syllable of your poems. I utterly and completely ADORE this, mon cheri (as you may realize, with my endless rambling, lol). Exquisite imagery and style. Profound emotions, radiant detail, luscious images. There is an undertone here, an almost animalistic desire that cannot be satisfied by mere "Discharging Delightful"... Very very sexy, my dear. Thank you so much for sharing this with us! Much luck on the insomnia, and hope to see more from you! Always a pleasure reading and commenting. All my love. Forever,

Your dear friend,

~*Stephy*~

Re: Discharging Delightful (User Rating: 1 )
by Xnoybis on Sunday, 11th December 2005 @ 06:04:32 AM AEST
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How could you ever be clean if you weren't snorting Ajax? Pretty ***** great. Chop chop!

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