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From the twilight, a whimper. A flicker of self delusion, and an eternal longing to be noticed, to increase stature by borrowing the glow of the legitimate. Curious, how only the braggarts may bluster, yet in the end it is only the dickless and the syphilitic who may quest for revives...the twilight fades now, but what comes upon your jeans? The shimmering spunk of a thousand Chihuahuas?? Nay, it is the awakening of our attention... that which will extinguish thy hope. Our attention...my attention...it gives me something to do, my weapons shine as the wings of an angel. I consume a Chinese Chicken salad as I write this. Menses is my companion every 28 days, yet my birth control keeps the flow light. I am the ticket taker. These are not your seats. I am an intrusion. I am cold fusion. I will see you around. - by --Sarah Silverman
Whisper to a Scream
love comes
down upon us and it flows like water
burning with the hope of insight
feathered books the colors
of the bright elation
stolen in the sight of love
we are we are we are we're just children
finding our way around indecision
we are we are we are rather helpless
changes forever
whisper to a scream
birds fly
in the eye of the pathos daughter
spoken
at the bitter end
wasted
sacrificed for the new nirvana
night time sends the sun away
we are we are we are we're just children
finding our way around indecision
we are we are we are rather helpless
changes forever
whisper to a scream
we are we are we are we're just children
finding our way around indecision
we are we are we are rather helpless
changes forever
whisper to a scream
by --Stephen Colbert DFA
Footnote: in Malton no one can hear you scream.
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