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Road Poem #2
Contributed by
mackenzie_strutt
on
Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 04:06:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Fluke of brushed suction
punctuates
a textured chrome hush
half-blind eyes rotate,
elevate,
to record elements of
monotone asphalt dialect,
a static white stylus of bulk haulage.
Infinite lanes intersect infinite silos
Where hazard ravens clutch at thatched misery
Deposits their genesis, to the pithy
Clinging stem of vanity
Doom...harvests within the trigger sapling
Blooms in the bark
Flowers and fruits in screaming metal
Whilst she basks in the waning comfort of kerosene
Copyright ©
mackenzie_strutt
... [
2005-06-01 16:06:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Road Poem #2
(User Rating: 1 ) by jessalynn on
Sunday, 11th December 2005 @ 11:50:40 PM AEST (User
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wow your intelect is very intresting |
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Re: Road Poem #2
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 13th December 2005 @ 06:38:00 PM AEST (User
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wow, this was something really something. i dunno wut 2 say... |
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