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defectivejunk: temper apature

nospam@example.com (NN) — Sat, 09 Aug 2008 22:34:59 -0400

the way out is millimeters away in a direction that is neither up nor down nor left or right in a place where both real and imaginary are real and make sense and make you search for a way out in a direction that is neither in nor out nor north or south and I’ve been searching for that direction towards your belly for years in the middle of the torus which is where you are right now so I guess you have to stay for just a while longer but for me and me with my negative energy I finally found the exit sign - don't bother searching when I’m gone because the only sign you will have is the me cone of the future will never exist and you’ll only see me leaving towards the past and really if you want to know the truths the only sign you’ll have is that you won’t ever remember me again and you won’t even realize - after singularities reprise and after temperature dies –

our lives would have made me human,

but escape can make us gods

defectivejunk: (no title)

nospam@example.com (NN) — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 21:38:40 -0400

they say small minds talk about other people
and great minds talk only of ideas

what kind of mind do you have
when you never

talk

at all

defectivejunk: Hellmouth Hangover

nospam@example.com (NN) — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 22:09:43 -0400

requiem for a fever dream

suddenly it doesn't make any sense

what once was bright
is perfectly shady

it was still all just about a lady

but which one I don't remember

remember kind of rhymes with December
but I didn't have a breakdown in December
in fact when it was I don't remember

I guess it happened yesterday
and sometime in the month of May
and again every day June and July
but August's the month dominated by
ridiculous reality and I guess I know why
I tried to forget it, forget it I'll try

Once I was bright,
but now I'm perfectly shady

and my grief is all about
some nonexistent lady

so

I bought a bottle earlier,
the stitches undone
it's the perfect setting -
the setting of the sun

defectivejunk: Slice Star

nospam@example.com (rushoffailure) — Mon, 04 Feb 2008 22:21:00 -0500

can't chance
a dance without pants

I love cheesy pizza, mother
do you love her genitals like her brother

slice up a star, slice up your eyeballs
looking at her fluidity, you can't have anything to drink

but you need part of her
just a bit

just a slice

these wrists were made for cuttin
that’s just what they do

so don’t give her no lip, don’t shoot from the hip
yours is a one-way relationship

she was famous
but you helped kill her
and one day they’ll kill you

a side order of death from hollywood
fried rice cakes, I made love to a snake

a picture, a concept
my lover that’s fake

if you believe in something, congratulations
if you're greeting me, salutations
live and make a light, go look for a fight

express kilometers in inches, pinch your enemy
listen to distance with headphones, no one is your enemy
your god is a giant beautiful
I got gone with a magazine, with a vengeance

ate a steak with a vegangeance

I am the slice star, I am king of the bleeding
my autobiography is now up on your bookshelf
I excel in conceding while my hairline’s receding
and I’m famous just for cutting myself

hear the silence, know that it’s true
listen to the gulf of fame that will always separate you

i might visit the princess and cause her
she wants me to spit on her items because her
daddy stopped doing it because of her flaws her
daughter is soon to become like what was her

get a girlfriend to kill you
in a drunken fast car wreck
and be famous like me or
buy a portion with your paycheck

writhing around on your nipples
silent, sparkling and beautiful
sleeping in shrubs, knocking on needles
the marshes shone brightly the reflection of her climax

I can’t have what she’s having

now you know it’s true
one of these days my wrists are gonna bleed

all over you

you’ll never be anybody there if you’re no more than a hack
the swamp’s a dirty place to earn a living on your back

you shouldn’t try, because you couldn’t take it
even she was so famous, and she still didn’t make it

the ooze's resignation, the boozer's recognition
you soon become what you always portray
and submission ambition only earns
your agent commission
once I tried to lick this all away

it was all in my head

the simulacrumbles into simulacrumbs