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Array ( [sid] => 112626 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => cute like yours [time] => 2006-01-05 18:43:47 [hometext] => My first of the new year... [bodytext] =>
cute like yours



You look absolutely horrid.
And so do I.




I’ve light from a dark closet on the wrong half of my face
a nose quite sloped and cute like yours.

Allow me to wander inside your mind before this wears off.


It was ***** and badly made, like the first time I created a fantasy
with two hands with veins and an powersaw with little teeth similar to that.




red
black
cotton

The smell of stale air and cigarettes in death.






With flickering eyes in a curved movie theatre,
blue and popcorn is as forgotten as when this keyboard is grey-tinted.


Melted butter to hope to burn me.
My flesh and yours is soft and easily torn apart
with the right instruments.





All a look into early teenage videoaddict
game unrevolutionary/
Probably pixelated.

Still red with yellow hair with blue jeans and
a smell of death that makes your throat heave.



gag under my bitter eye.


Raise me like you were supposed to to avoid me.







Taste my gooseflesh from when I am cold.
Nervous and sweating
and in this recording I can’t tell and don’t remember
if you were sincere or what was happening when you screamed and cried out.


You liked it like you said from vibrating speakers.
To a white face and black lips this is invigorating uncertainty.






Moan to harden me in the black of my mind.
Hair in my hand and I think it was yours but you’re ****** up.
A freak so with a smile we can never be sure of true standings.




Quiet as I am not but wish with straight hair and wistful eerie eyes.

It isn’t me, but if it gets me excited then in 100 years




Who is going to care??




There’s a rocking going on.
A kneecap is itching not missing from an exploring mind.











[2006-01-05 02:45:22]
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 513 [topic] => 59 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => Edited due to the use of a banned word. In future please follow the site rules. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
cute like yours

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 06:43:47 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems




cute like yours



You look absolutely horrid.
And so do I.




I’ve light from a dark closet on the wrong half of my face
a nose quite sloped and cute like yours.

Allow me to wander inside your mind before this wears off.


It was ***** and badly made, like the first time I created a fantasy
with two hands with veins and an powersaw with little teeth similar to that.




red
black
cotton

The smell of stale air and cigarettes in death.






With flickering eyes in a curved movie theatre,
blue and popcorn is as forgotten as when this keyboard is grey-tinted.


Melted butter to hope to burn me.
My flesh and yours is soft and easily torn apart
with the right instruments.





All a look into early teenage videoaddict
game unrevolutionary/
Probably pixelated.

Still red with yellow hair with blue jeans and
a smell of death that makes your throat heave.



gag under my bitter eye.


Raise me like you were supposed to to avoid me.







Taste my gooseflesh from when I am cold.
Nervous and sweating
and in this recording I can’t tell and don’t remember
if you were sincere or what was happening when you screamed and cried out.


You liked it like you said from vibrating speakers.
To a white face and black lips this is invigorating uncertainty.






Moan to harden me in the black of my mind.
Hair in my hand and I think it was yours but you’re ****** up.
A freak so with a smile we can never be sure of true standings.




Quiet as I am not but wish with straight hair and wistful eerie eyes.

It isn’t me, but if it gets me excited then in 100 years




Who is going to care??




There’s a rocking going on.
A kneecap is itching not missing from an exploring mind.











[2006-01-05 02:45:22]




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Re: cute like yours (User Rating: 1 )
by Franko on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 07:10:11 PM AEST
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your poem is awsome!
I love the experimental style it's really gripping. Love it, love it. Hope to see more of your poems! could you check mine out now? it's called "***** you, Geroge Galloway."


Re: cute like yours (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Saturday, 4th February 2006 @ 05:23:05 PM AEST
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Oh Lane you were edited due to your usage
"of a banned word." Try to follow the site rules
DAMMIT ALL!!!!!!!! In any case man I loved
your usage of similes and metaphors and
the poem had a nice flow to it as well.
"Melted butter to hope to burn me.
My flesh and yours is soft and easily torn apart
with the right instruments."

Those three lines were full of calming
imagery for example you being tied down as
burning butter is poured over your writhing
body... just marvelous. Great write my dear
friend.

Bobo (Joel)




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