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visitor-hangover by unintelligible, literature

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visitor-hangover

i read your words and i wondered what they looked like coming out of your mouth if you whispered them under your breath as you philosophied as i do in my dreams, my heart started to race not knowing if your eyes exhumed a subtle glow as you pored over the perfect part of speech or if reality had found the fissure by insecurity and shined harshly into orbs i had never seen but hoped to shyly peer into i didn't mean to blind you not even in my vagary it was me that was supposed to shine i can still feel the dampness on my neck beads of anxiety, a nervous longing perhaps it was the tension being wrung from the h

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magnetic refrigerator sex poem by unintelligible, literature

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magnetic refrigerator sex poem

blue flame naked days hot honey in your soul champagne caressing rhythm marries the passion ache cherish and remember which red candy embrace give a goddess her promised gaze always said though never this bloody come away at the kiss must be wanted ask me please to join with dream body hand this girl could let you see look use care love they will find us with time felt music drink of the true kiss explore adore then when we want we can taste it fevered warm morning fantasy share our sleepy delicious whisper have another dance somewhere near a dark chocolate moon i make his hunger squeeze through in waves god lust worshi

post-argument poem by unintelligible, literature

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post-argument poem

i had written i had these words in my mind on our way home bittersweet hazy night you started humming some old familiar song and the messages collide as the beads collected on the outside hard to tell the tears from the drops when it's raining and i try to define what it means to take some time more of my selfish naive complaining think of pouring my heart out, reassesssing playing with the elastic fuzzy of the waistband on your underwear i am the only one to feel this to even dare just wondering what you're thinking and why i don't understand imagining if i managed to drive

upon a return from new orleans by unintelligible, literature

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upon a return from new orleans

walking through the streets of smut and inebriation i felt so dirty looking at you beneath this milewide blanket of immoral dust back at the hotel with soft water couldn't wash it off the smell of vomit and sex and idiocy clung to my skin, it was a permanent sickness diseased on the outside they all say it's fun, unless you're under twenty-one which proved true, as we stumbled clumsily between bar doors access denied i'll always remember that one trance club we spent twenty dollars to get into all smoke and lights lackluster magic where did i spend my seven days home away from home? on th

deux by unintelligible, literature

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deux

everything is tear-stained with depression you walk around, trying so hard to be someone you're not but they all want you to be and you should and you're just not right unless you act like a fucking normal person and i just rely on him, one so unfair how could i be so cruel, to place everything in his perfect godlike hands? i just thought he was jesus, just once- and he wants me forever i'm everyone's fake plastic little barbie doll put me where you want, but don't ever ever take off the smile i can't escape this thin fragile shell the person i want to, only pretending to be i just wish i could make

a poem i owed you long ago by unintelligible, literature

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a poem i owed you long ago

because you didn't kiss me because you weren't home on time i spoke words outside of faithfulness and i'm so sorry undermining those vows i said to you with all my heart i wish you could believe me when i say i'm troubled you don't want me but you've damned yourself, cause you do and i'm sorry if i unfairly represented you with tales of sorrow and dramatization i'm sorry if i hurt you so bad every day i live to see your face and i just wish you could understand that i don't love anyone but you and my words don't make a fucking difference when you live with the constant sadness it's hard to be posit

in a love alone by unintelligible, literature

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in a love alone

i pretended to go to sleep just to indulge you, you know i'm just so tired of being the one that's left behind sure it's simple as it could have been planned better but don't you know the immense way that i worship, obsessively anticipate, value the two seconds (one and a half out of two you're sleeping) we have out of your busy day they are the only stupid thing i have ever counted on since i met you and maybe it's just once maybe just this once but she'll be there with you and i'll be here without - pretending that it's your warmth i feel for the reality of the chill of the a/c; i'll look at nake

everythings fucked by unintelligible, literature

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everythings fucked

so she understood when you told her what i silently wanted you to doesn't that just make her a fucking saint and i'm the naughty one sitting here only twenty-two hours after we made up, made love wanting, craving more of your fucking godliness i sit here still feeling completely empty within not telling you the truth because i'm just too fucking weak the frustration driving me to contemplative insomnia until you come home again so we can make up, make love and i can be fucking satisfied too much fucking underneath it all oh honey, i know she's such a valuable asset to your life i guess you know i believ

dead crown of wildflowers by unintelligible, literature

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dead crown of wildflowers

dead crown of wildflowers lying alone abandoned on the median of the road i walk the trodden path the hard pavement encasing one thousand traversings prior my reflection portrayed softened in each steely pool of rainfall my feet transcend god, i need material the filler inside me satiating every hunger for miles no time, no earthly grace today to allow these burdens this weight to escape still, i turn defy this standstill they call gravity so i pick up this lonely crown of one thousand passings away place it on my head and it consumes me i cast my eyes to jesus in the overcast sky we we

cardboard pretending by unintelligible, literature

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cardboard pretending

i eat my dinner out of cardboard boxes open at the perforation out comes the artificial filling contents, my heart we don't mind the absence of words a simple family prayer prior to our family gathering? now only a memory we don't try to miss each other too much do i hate him? n o, absolutely not i merely regret that it has to be this way until it isn't i'll be here trying to warm the chilled remnants of my cardboard heart overprocessed hard to swallow i'm sorry just so sorry that it has to be this way why we have to be sweet and sour fresh and stale night and day father and daughter

you thought it was me by unintelligible, literature

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you thought it was me

i am crumpled, frozen in time with tears like glass dangling from invisible makebelieve fishing line in front of my face my visage crumpled like paper never knew i could draw myself in like this you stalked me you stalked my mother you squealed your tires as you watched your psychotic voyeurism you watched us and stopped in the middle of a busy road and now tainted with the visions that plague my head i'll leave my house and see you walk out from nowhere even after i've checked every dark corner you're standing inside with that same sinister smile waving, haunting me in all your evil i lie

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My Brain According To DOS by IANZER, literature

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My Brain According To DOS

C:\>_ C:\>Run thought.exe_ Prompt : Error - Command not valid C:\>Search Thought.exe_ Pronpt : WARNING! File Corrupt Do You want to open this File? (Yes/No) C:\>N_ C:\>Run Brain_scan.exe Prompt : 100% 4 errors found would u like to see log of files? (Yes/No) C:\>Y_ Prpmpt : the Folling files are corrupt: Thought.exe ; manners.dll ; spelling.sys ; girl.frnd Prompt : WOuld you like to Deleat the Corrupted files (Yes/No) C:\>N_ C:\>Deleat Spelling.sys; Manners.dll Prompt : File(S) deleated C:\>Run FIX_BRAIN.exe / thought.exe; Girl.frnd Prompt : 1 file(S) fixed , 1 error still remaining. C:\>Run thought.exe Prompt : Fatal Erro

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Deviant for 21 years
www.myspace.com/deadlystiletto
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Current Residence: milwaukee, wisconsin
Favourite genre of music: mostly indie. i don't say that to be pretentious, mind you. i'm just tired of the radio.
Favourite photographer: ansel adams
Favourite style of art: i like dark, strange art.
Operating System: winblows xp modded with flyakite
MP3 player of choice: itunes owns my soul
Wallpaper of choice: anything uncluttered and simple.
Skin of choice: not my own, that's for sure. :-P
Favourite cartoon character: the far side is my favorite cartoon.
Personal Quote: eagles may soar but weasels don't get sucked into jet engine

Favourite Visual Artist

salvador dali

Favourite Movies

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

type o negative to classical

Favourite Writers

poet = emily dickinson or ee cummings. writer = david sedaris.

Favourite Games

scrabble, totally.

Favourite Gaming Platform

i don't play computer games, really.

Tools of the Trade

photoshop cs2, nikon d80, a dash of insanity

Other Interests

all things artistic; music, travelling

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unintelligible

Mar 24, 2011

holy shit.

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this thing is eight years old. i might try to write some poetry soon. LOOK OUT.

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unintelligible

Aug 3, 2005

feeling some feelings you wouldn't believe

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So I updated again, randomly. I've been enjoying watching everyone else's deviations. I can't believe summer is almost over; I'm looking forward to the few weeks of vacation I'll have before fall semester starts.

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unintelligible

Apr 1, 2005

hold on magnolia

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uploaded a few new shots from around the murray state campus. i've been so busy with school i haven't had time to play around with photoshop half as much as i'd like. just had a breakup, so i'll probably be stuck on doing some dark art for a while. also, look forward to some bad poetry. hope everyone is doing okay - i'm still loving all the new deviations.

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BlackMamba2

Jul 27, 2007

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Miskatonic-Jack

Sep 26, 2006

It's great to meet someone from the purchace (specifically Paducah) who is helping bring more culture back to the area. I've been futiley trying to spead the word about lowertown and the artist relocation program. I hope someday paducah completely overshadows Louisville (where I have been stuck for far too long) in the arts. Keep up the good work!