

Altered MoralityI've not forgot white fears and silence of dirges played and hymns sung soft and proud or promises of ecstasy in shroud. Tempted not by gruesome violence, though worldly indulgence and dalliance have caused my sinful nature be endowed much liking to that of the general crowd, as few are pure and generally pious. Yet morality I am not lacking, though Sunday's best hangs dusty on the rack. My character is hurt not by breaking these honored traditions that hold us back, and risks that I am readily taking fear less than the promise of ever-black.Altered Morality


UndimensionalUndimensionalUndimensional
A hypercube is a thing you are not equipped to understand. Eyebrows raised a little. … about to ask a question? … or hear one answered. The answer, po. Imagine. An atom of hydrogen – mainly a void. So much room. A suicidal neutrino
would hit the pavement and pass right through. You might hope the girl’s atoms and the atoms of the pavement might conspire to let her through. Making simple decisions
beyond any decision making process. For the t


The Efficient WashI watch television as efficiency sprays From all the corners I'm bound to foam Clicking through various pseudo-lives These puppets are all fighting for the same thing To have a perfect world inside a plastic sphereThe Efficient Wash
You know it's like that waitress who hands A goblet of deceit on a silver platter Then she'll say an evil line fit for molds While an oath to revenge is spat back at her Death is so easy because of course You deserve to die
And I'll drink my cola And I'll eat that sugary mindwash As it makes its debut on the tv screen And I'll look bac


Breathe Easy Love FreelyJust let the music take you away, and dance on their gold notes while they last, for they were sung just for you. Those amber measures which wriggle through your fingers sing a melody once pure, or perhaps will be, but for now they ring with uncertainity.Breathe Easy Love Freely
Just let the ink flow, close your eyes and read between the words to discover what they really mean. Novels unwritten and stories retold each day, but yesterday they will mean something more to those who care with all their heart, but for now they\'re just letters who stand apart.
Just let


Polaroid LacklusterWhat\'s the most mental, misleading thing you\'ve had to experience?Polaroid Lackluster
I dipped my toe into the luke warm of paradise, and let it linger in the ripples for a moment longer than it should have been left to linger. We were both sitting there, and we were both day dreaming of something else; but we\'d never tell each other. Our hands lay together, like a game of Cat\'s Cradle that was abandoned far to long ago. I lifted my foot, and moved it back and forth through the air, imagining the ribbon-like forms I would create if maybe, I had some magic left.
I don\'t know.
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Lets talkAlmost in love. Almost in the school girl\'s yard. Travelled up the alley way; crept up the Hemmingways\' of this dress with cellular polaroids in hand.Lets talk
and they dangled letters like mascara: those
wet, black dogs while I\'ll claim, \"I know you all too well.\"
I know; I know you all too well.
We\'re just a teenage flame. A teenage fling. A teenage angst sprawled like grafitti over the warm spot between my legs.
Almost in love. Almost in the minister\'s yard, traveling through silver linings on the pretty, party prom dress si
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