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Writing of the Week/Writer of the Month Archives. Writing of the Week Current WotW: Upended Written by: Martyr's Prayer Previous WotW: The Vagaries of Text Speak Written by: Jammydude44 too small to keep it will slip through the fabric of the pockets in my jeans a lifeline of a hundred keepsakes couldn't keep you tied to me i sit at a switchboard rusty handles held by weathered hands it's just beneath the table at a dinner between a restless woman and a lonely man a pull of a lever, a flashing light now i'm transported to a place where things only have an upside and this becomes a dinner for one and you turn into an empty dress and the things i would have undone are now things i won't be able to regret here's the last lever before you're gone it will erase what caused my heart to beat half wrong what made it squeeze blood through open veins what stretched the lining of my lungs and pushed every weary thought away a pull of a lever, a flashing light now i'm transported to a place where things only have an upside and this becomes a dinner for one and you turn into an empty dress and the things i would have undone are now things i won't be able to regret -------------------- Writer of the Month: Winners Archive: May '04-Drummondo [Mike] (First Ever Writer Of The Month) October '04-Phoebus [Jay] (First & Only to Win Same Month Registered) November '04-The Hurt Within [Steve] December '04-Falloutboy [Menry] January '05-Init4thefashion [Jude] February '05-Stellar_Legs [Randy] March '05-Until_It_Sleeps [Jez] April '05-Something_Vague [Matt] May '05-Saam16 [Sammie] June '05-ColdFrontAttack, lessthanthat, LOOKtheskyfell [Derek/Mikey/Ben] July '05-Something_Vague [Matt] (First Second Time Winner) August '05-CallMeASafeBet [Jess] (First Female WOTM) September '05-ColdfrontAttack [Derek] October '05-Scousertommy [Ronan] November '05-Jallas [Alice] December '05-HendrixEdge [Will] January '06- Pixiesfanyo! [Jared] Febuary '06- SilenceEvolves [Corey] March '06- Thepickups [Glenn/Conner] April '06- #1 Synth [Dylan] May '06- Pooch01 [Antoine] June '06- Something_Vague [Matt] (First Three Time Winner) July '06- TrigFunction [Mike] August '06- Jammydude44 [Jamie] September '06- Carmel [Carmel] October '06- less than that [Mike] November '06- streetcarp19 [BJ] December '06- LOOKtheskyfell! [Ben] January '07- SilenceEvolves [Corey] February '07- Retribution [James] March '07- Rushmore [Matthew] April '07- Stellar_Legs, knife2agunfight [Randy/Jesse] May '07- Carmel, NGD1313 [Carmel/Nick] June '07- The Hurt Within, Something Vague [Steve/Matt] July '07- Stellar_Legs [Randy] August '07- Confusius [Kyrl] September '07- Phantom1 [Joris] October '07- Streetcarp19 [BJ] November '07- punchupatatigge [Teg] December '07- Skagitup [Alex] January '08 - we have sound [Chris] February '08 - Phantom1 [Joris] March '08 - ZanasCross [Zach] April '08 - freshtunes [Nick] May '08 - Ottoavist [Kent] June '08 - SomeoneYouKnew July '08 - #1_synth [Dylan] August '08 - Billyjson [Jacob] September '08 - Dæmönika, pixiesfanyo [Mike/Jared] October '08 - The Hurt Within [Steve] November '08 - culex-knight [Cory] December '08 - rushmore [Matthew] January '09 - circular.parade [Mathieu] February '09 - ottoavist [Kent] March '09 - Carmel [Carmel] April '09 - jiminizzle [Jimmy] May '09 - ZanasCross [Zach] June '09 - we have sound [Chris] July '09 - SubwayToVenus [Ryan] August '09 - Laces Out Danny [] September '09 - Rushmore [Matthew] October '09 - NGD1313 [Nick] November '09 - Hendrix_fan_14 [Matthew] December '09 - #1 synth [Dylan] January '10 - vintage x metal February '10 - WestoftheSun [---] March '10 - Bleed Away [Fred] April '10 - Carmel [Carmel] May '10 - vintage x metal June '10 - hippieboy444 [Matt] July '10 - alaskan_ninja [Jay] August '10 - rushmore [Matthew] September '10 - Ganoosh [Aaron] & Ngd1313 [Nick] October '10 - JustRooster [Jake] November '10 - alaskan_ninja [Jay] December '10 - Sticky Tissues [Alex] January'11 - mouthofsky [Andrew] February '11 - jiminizzle [Jimmy] March '11 - SubwayToVenus [Ryan] April '11 - UncleRemus [Cole] May '11 - Bag'ed [Sam] & vintage x metal [Saadia] June '11 - themarsvolta [Joseph] July '11 - rushmore [Matthew] August '11 - Carmel [Carmel] September '11 - #1 synth [Dylan] October '11 - cubs [Allen] November '11 - rushmore [Matthew] December '11 - vintage x metal [Saadia] January '12 - Bleed Away [Fred] February '12 - SubwayToVenus [Ryan] March '12 - #1 synth [Dylan] April '12 - Jammydude44 [Jamie] |
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Writing of the Week: Contents pt. 1 These should be in a rough order So Young Yet So Childish - Written by mmm... Ice I am Painting and Annette is an Artist - Written by ScarredFaith Dead or Dreaming - Written by LOOKtheskyfell! Breath and Cigarettes - Written by Ad*Astra Marrow Ocean - Written by rushmore Trading Blows for Highway Crashes - Written by We Have Sound Wake - Written by Peeno Feast of the Necromancer - Written by Daemonika My Name is Henry Thomas - Written by SixTwentySeven Muffled Snakes Coil Into Rocks - Written by Nevermorepsalm Stars - Written by Alk 3 addict I Hate Tourists - Written by NGD1313 Walls - Written by Jammydude44 Poem on the Back of Your Wallet Photograph - Written by *truly ninja* On California - Written by pixiesfanyo The Little Things Controlled by the Breeze - Written by Trig Function The Chiffarobe - Written by Chak Gehenna - Written by The Hurt Within Peripherals - Written by Bassbeat77 The End - Written by less than that And I Drift Away - Written by Alk 3 addict I - Written by #1 Synth Awaiting Exile (Parting With This Auburn Sky) - Written by Z_Cup_Boy 24 14 4+4+6 2 1 sonnet 1 2 6+4+4 14 24 - Written by Gurgle!Argh! Perilous Machine - Written by We Have Sound Foxy Foxy & Rory Have Their First Kiss - Written by Something_Vague Untitled - Written by NGD1313 Gallows Humor - Written by less than that The Circle Re-Connects - Written by BigFatSandwich Mornings - Written by Carmel Waxman and the Museum of Wicks - Written by Snowblind911 flutterby butterfly - Written by Arthur Curry Cynicism - Written by Grovermans Untitled - Written by Jammydude44 "Christmas Western, 1917" - Written by stellar_legs The Inevitability - Written by Daemonika Barcelona, Summer '07 - Written by We Have Sound audio? - Written by Spike 8bkp Trist - Written by Leonheart clair de lune - Written by punchupatatigge Cupid, the ******ed archer - Written by Bleed Away I have a sister named Sestina and a brother named Vers Libre - Written by Samoo Frog, Mrs. Rabbit, And Pelican All Look For... - Written by Something_Vague Parallax - Written by Snowblind 911 october, 1951 - Written by Fugazirancid I need a drink - Written by cubs J.W Fosdick and Emily Young - Written by freshtunes Alcoholism 101 - Written by clichealias Plastic Silverware - Written by rushmore Lottery - Written by less than that Advice For The Next Time You Get Writers Block; Must Read - Written by Auals Woman - Written by we_have_sound Smother - Written by DorkusMalorkus "Brother, I've never been much of a pacifist" - Written by Bleed Away How Many Licks does it Take to Get to the Center of a Gigawatt? - Written by BigBirdFan Crucifix Blues - Written by themarsvolta Call It "Unrequited" - Written by My Name is Pete Liquid Genes - Written by AngryGoldfish Ms. Apt Diagnosis - Written by Androgyne Sierpinski Triangle - Written by burnobus7337 Anosmic - Written by Carmel July Predator - Written by Bleed_Away Woof Woof, Bang Bang - Written by #1 synth Mindy, would you still love me if I shot you and took your money? - Written by Thomasoman sky soul such sad - Written by skagitup Please continue to next post.
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12-29-2009, 10:56 AM
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Writing of the Week: Contents pt. 2 because bored narcissism beats tired contrition every time - Written by hope's downfall "Singing Loudon Wainwright III Songs At Kareoke With..." - Written by Stellar_Legs The Best I Can Give Is 2% - Written by Fly, Marlowe North and West - Written by Spike_8bkp Soundwave Erosions - Written by themarsvolta Pleurals - Written by Dæmönika The Thirteenth Step - Written by culex-knight Face down in the river... - Written by NinjaMonkey767 Revolution - Written by Carmel (1/f)=(1/p)+(1/q) - Written by ZanasCross Stephanie - Written by Bassbeat77 Relating - Written by The Hurt Within (i) mr. pensitivity and the wailing so and so's - Written by Rushmore New England Clam Chowder - Written by haunted_engines Eulogy for a Beach Bunny - Written by NGD1313 For Those Who Live - Written by sre9981 when all the oceans dry up a boat is still a boat - Written by Snowblind 911 Woodchips and Playgrounds - Written by Ebshabutiee the mirage suite. - Written by NGD1313 the former years. - Written by ottoavist s.a.d - Written by Jammydude44 Comma - Written by rockergirl1122 a he and a she inside a city - Written by skagitup tiny planes (piece removed by author) - Written by phantom1 Seasonal, Seasonal - Written by Jammydude44 Andrew and Angela are laid on his bed. - Written by seventh_angel good morning, GOOD MORNING - Written by cubs January 14th, 2009 - Written by ColdFrontAttack a dream. - Written by Something_Vague A Harmonic Pinch - Written by streetcarp19 aluminum bitten roof. - Written by freshtunes Lady. - Written by Carmel The Run - Written by Phoebus orchestral maneuvers in the dark - Written by Arthur Curry floodplains and coffee. - Written by Ebshabutiee the cotton to weave - Written by spike_8bkp the sarcophagus. - Written by #1_synth abattoir full of ******ed children - Written by Something_Vague Sir Thomas the Quiet - Written by ZanasCross Hard of Fearing - Written by Dæmönika Funeral - Written by FunkasPuck The Scarf - Written by ndakasimba Good Ol' Suburbia - Written by bluesybilly table manners. - Written by Carmel black balsam. - Written by we have sound baptism.rebirth.uglybluebird. (a roadtrip) - Written by NGD1313 blackness, part two - Written by DigUpHerBones eleven:eleven - Written by ottoavist sweet eveningtime. - Written by we have sound Freddie Freeloader - Written by SubwayToVenus Rose and Whoever the Groom Is - Written by Hesh Antarcticism - Written by SubwayToVenus The Writing Room - Written by circular.parade Mrs. Pipe - Written by Something_Vague wool hat - Written by rushmore to live and die in verona - Written by NGD1313 Gasoline Fumes and Tea Parties aka 18 Reasons to Just Keep Driving - Written by Jimmy388 I just need a minute - Written by Ebshabutiee Implications - Written by hippieboy444 warbonds - Written by NGD1313 Cigarettequette Lessons at the Adair County Mansion - Written by stellar_legs Africa - Written by Bleed Away distance - Written by ottoavist Watching Clocks - Written by Jammydude44 the pains of being pure at heart - Written by jiminizzle god bless the outlaws - Written by SilenceEvolves Please continue to next post.
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12-29-2009, 10:57 AM
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Writing of the Week: Contents pt. 3 Out of State License Plates - Written by D&DLover Winter In Me - Written by BrandyCross the love song of will navidson - Written by NGD1313 Separation anxiety - Written by Rasta Dogg filter-dope Saulm. - Written by ottoavist Pocket Change - Written by Milo. water insects - Written by culex-knight rapture. - Written by Carmel speakerbox serenade - Written by spike_8bkp blue flower dishes. - Written by pixiesfanyo "Fu**ing These Days" - Written by stellar_legs Vishnu's Wunderkammer - Written by jiminizzle 400 Blows - Written by punchupatatigge song of honey. - Written by cubs Happyness. - Written by greyeyedfire the diamond in (neck)lace - Written by Iamonfire easter 1989 - Written by NGD1313 Hymn; Or the Gospel of Joe Louis - Written by OfLuckAndDust Pinched Isolation - Written by Something_Vague And Other Things - Written by Aeolian Harmony love & her exorcisms. - Written by Sticky Tissues "...And the Children Shall Follow Behind and Grab the Bottom Leaves" - Written by stellar_legs The Grave Robber's Pocketbook - Written by Dæmönika Meerschaum Eyes - Written by cut.cord.coeur she pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam - Written by kdownes And...Action - Written by FunkasPuck Exorcise - Written by Something_Vague conscience - Written by hippieboy444 Disbeauregard and I - Written by Dæmönika you hear me out? - Written by SubwayToVenus naive - Written by vintage x metal 365 days since last incident - Written by #1 synth Leif Ericson - Written by Chaingarden Fingers and Thumbs - Written by Jammydude44 ( - Written by rushmore french cuisine - Written by cubs Willem Dafoe at a Funeral - Written by OfLuckAndDust "Yo im pickign up some stuff do u wanna come" - Written by mouthofsky this is for you. - Written by spike_8bkp manners pt.2 - Written by phantom1 Division Day (What People Are Made Of) - Written by jiminizzle the traveller - Written by Carmel dinosaur act - Written by pixiesfanyo she becomes a story - Written by Sticky Tissues where birds go to die - Written by my name is pete freckles - Written by rushmore vs. - Written by NGD1313 forgiving empty times and we're barely out of tuesday... - Written by Jiminizzle February 2010 - Written by punchupatatigge love speakeasy - Written by SubwayToVenus merri-mack-martini-twist - Written by freshtunes The Roads are Ruthless - Written by bluesybilly still life. - Written by hippieboy444 In finity - Written by rd93 a history of polar bears - Written by jiminizzle Tyrannosaurus - Written by Jammydude44 ob ser ve - Written by Bleed Away us. - Written by hippieboy444 The Ripping Wood - Something_Vague epitaph #1 - NGD1313 A family extinction [Part 2-3.] - Bleed Away Quips - ZanasCross Jetpacks Have Poor Fuel Economy - canvasDude Like a Trout on Mars - CarnivalBeam honorifics - michal23 |
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12-29-2009, 10:58 AM
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Writing of the Week: Contents pt. 5 Graves - Dæmönika Fumes and God - ali.guitarkid7 Weird Bodies - Svetlova Yor Bitter Dirth - Something_Vague The Ghost Catcher's Pocketbook - Dæmönika velvia (i) - brokencoastline i am the budapest - NGD1313 Patience - Nardis the surgeon - #1 synth the ANTHEM - vintage x metal metamorphoo - rushmore I Started Writing Love Poems Again - jiminizzle Leaving The Observation Room - seventh_angel (luke)mia - doubtfulsalmon The Playwrights Last Melodrama - Eccer deltitnu - Final Ssss - Do Re Mi 5 a.m. - unicornicopia to feel small - jaybearch Two Trenches - stellar_legs What's Good Nyuggah?!?! - Bleed Away The ghost-moon wastes his wax - OKSauce I think I miss talking to you most when I read about Islam. - #1 synth Two Mornings - jiminizzle phone poems (I & II) - vintage x metal A History of Disappearances: Embolisation - jiminizzle Taxidermy - ReubenAndrews alchemy/literary - doubtfulsalmon Envelopes - ZanasCross i(ee)ma. - Carmel for Mackenzie, [thermodynamics] - #1 synth The Vagaries of Text Speak - Jammydude44 Upended - Martyr's Prayer
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12-29-2009, 11:00 AM
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So Young Yet So Childish Written by: mmm... ice And as we walked she said Dear we reek of sex and caviar As I replied we were soaked by chamapgne rain I only managed to mutter well we should be caged Don't say you care because only I do Don't remember me i'm easily forgetable I'm a poet who is deaf, dumb and blind I was left standing for a while so I turned and decided to melt And if you would like to know I was surprised at the calmness of this broken man It shocked me more then killed me But I still can't blink and breathe But believe me I did it because you shouldn't know But I still like you just not as much as anyother I find it funny that you walked out like that You didn't need to I would have held the door And honey dear tell my friend to come on up Ignore us we'll be swell, dandy and fine You have to go out give me my independence It's just you can't see us together
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12-29-2009, 11:01 AM
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I am Painting and Annette is an Artist Written by: ScarredFaith There's a place between the hostess stand And table three Where I used to hold Annette's hand The consequences be damned And it is true That I was bold, once When she was cold I would hand her my coat And suffer in the winter air And if I ever shivered it was because of her Well, I saw Annette yesterday She came into work to talk to a friend of hers But I am not a friend I am a mural of a memory of what it was like to be cold And have someone care enough To shiver for you
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12-29-2009, 11:01 AM
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Dead or Dreaming Written by: LOOKtheskyfell! Every night when I lay my head these silhouettes won?t let me rest They toss and turn into my dreams they make me see they?re good enough for me They catch themselves within the brook that handles my hair and cuddles my books With words and phrases that I don?t mean and imperfect conceptions of the birds and the bees And every night in my dreams these little vermin run around Making sounds and going down in history as one of the scariest sights in town Then every day when I wake up, I smell the scent of love Because when you?re dead or dreaming, there?s no one you can trust Every room across the earth is colored the same shade of s.hit And all the children from Juno to Perth are convinced that ghosts don?t exist Well you try falling for a moving target, a girl who dates in the grocery market A derailed train insane in the brain with a passionate kiss to make a couch a tryst And then you?ll see that ghosts are real and monsters too can make you feel Sometimes and somewhere, somehow and someway These little thoughts will escape on a subway And jump aboard a suicide car soon to enter your head and exit my heart This is what was determined right from the start when I kissed her on the cheek and I kissed her hard And every night in my dreams these fairies wave their wands Making fantasies out of wishes and skyscrapers out of swamps Then every day when I wake up, I smell the scent of death Because when you?re dead or dreaming, there?s only false living left
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12-29-2009, 11:02 AM
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Breath and Cigarettes Written by: Ad*Astra The most graceful thing I'd ever met, slender, out of breath and cigarettes. In the dark, whispering phantoms from her cold and die cut silhouette, she says, "I've got a few regrets I wouldn't trade for the world."
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12-29-2009, 11:02 AM
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Marrow Ocean Written by: rushmore When the ship started sinking; we were there holding our lunch boxes, skipping stones, talking about staying a float and we didn't know why our tongue tied declarations came out sounding like hot air balloons deflating, but someone told us to stop shooting shit and get our bodies on deck. So we commandeered the tugboat in the middle of a marrow ocean anchored with empty bones tied to telephone poles connecting the north and south dakotas but no one else in between. Tin can telephones, wrinkled roots with no mouths just beaks holding up the trees, steadfast and easy, you won't last trust me its freezing. A petticoat dreams of stitched seams but all you've got is rags and thread but no needles just limbs that you've forgotten how to use. So you sit all day pretending life is a contest and that you're winning but really you're just waiting for someone to sweep you off your feet. Duck your head before the drawbridge because we're drawing close and the archers are shooting with bullets not arrows. Hallelujah its easier said than done, searching for salvation not seeking revenge is the best way to waste your life. So come sit here with me and think about nothing before the plane starts crashing or the ship starts sinking or you waste anymore of your life alone.
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12-29-2009, 11:02 AM
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Trading Blows for Highway Crashes Written by: We Have Sound A cocaine explosion rocks the delicately structured back alleys, and an epic battle ensues. Flames lick the snow and tender toxic fumes spread wide. Take a deep breath. Prepare for heaven. But don't die yet. Lay back under sweet sweet blankets of unconsciousness. Watch the black sun and the black sky fight, for control of the contrast. For your focus. Give it. Raging demons crush the panorama, and the stand off ends, with neither side capturing colour. Sea blue, see red, watch the flames lick. Lick. Sink. This Mr. Hyde takes a bite of the steroid ridden love machine, and ends up loving love itself, in a very violent attack. Spin circles in dust with white fingers. Try and fathom the place your mind lingers. Can't work it out say **** **** where am I? Watch the orange. Peel. Like, away, at the broken skin. Skeeeeen. **** I said shiiit, gotta come up, gotta surface. No. A submarine's ups and downs make you sick, but you don't remember. Sail the sea looking for a lost memory, but its buried on the island not marked "X". It shouldn't be hard to find. It's the only one. This angel wears his tuxedo like a cloak of light, and fights evil all around the globe, all over sky. He fights satan in an astral boxing ring and wins round after round after round. Thoughs of the afterlife. Oh my, we're in trouble now. God throws junkies out of heaven like rats, like rats. So crawl around on all fours and beg for forgiveness, while around you the city works, its after-dark allure keeping many ill faithed citizens awake. The scum walk the trade routes, pass judgement on the product. This, now this, this is what we would call a problem. Hear the noises. Bring her up, captain. Pilot the craft with care, i said care, you know. I told you not to burn her out, and now it hurts, man, **** it hurts. Things come back slowly, like rising out of the dark pitch and **** all I know now is this hurts. Sounds like cars drive into my ears and, damn, its loud. But I don't wanna lose this now baby, don't wanna sink again. I'm cold, cold like the concrete against my cheek. Eyes, check, we have visual. This is dank. man, dank. Gotta get up. Can't stay here, no no no. Got stuff to do, you know ? Gotta get out, about, anywhere. Gotta find the next hit, so I can sink all over again.
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12-29-2009, 11:03 AM
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Wake Written by: Peeno WordsLetters, symbols fall apart in the wake of the sun. Days gone undone (suddenbreath), for some. Hardened on the cold ground by a Moon's wonderful love. brought to Life by morninglight :hopefull, bright. Parchd to dust, figure retains by ultraRed stars of noon. Falling apart in the wake, again.
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Feast of the Necromancer Written by: Daemonika The Doorkeeper whispered a wise word in my ear but the beating of the timpanis muffled them. They became no more than an annoying haze of forgotten days. Wellsmen bore holes in to the ground, searching for the water they hadn’t seen before. I lifted an eyebrow at their practices, not because they were bad, but because they existed. A bird flew from a blue bush, a burning bush, a dying bush. Father, Son, Holy Spirit, said the priest, although he was looking elsewhere. He had his gaze skyward, expectant for a miracle. It never came; do they ever when they’re asked for? The green sea sank below the horizon, hidden by mountains, snowy and tall. The Masked Marauder on a red horse flew with a flaming sword in its hilt. I could smell his charring flesh as he went by. It was appetising. From the cave, dark as night, the beast emerged, white fangs dripped blood, thick, upon the rocky ground. The Masked Marauder pulled out his sword and swung it at the neck of the beast, severing its head from its body. The Doorkeeper whispered again, and this time I heard what he said. He said, The smartest men are the men who can play fools and never be noticed; they are smart men. The wishing well was overflowing and the Wellsmen celebrated, drinking themselves to near-death. The deceased rose up and jumped and sang. On top of the highest mountain the Widowmaker sneered. ‘Twas a black smile, and his snake-tongue licked the cold air. His child had been felled by a fool on a red horse. What greater warning for a God-fearing people than a dead priest on the church steps? The Widowmaker sat patiently, waiting, until the celebrations ceased and the priest locked up the church.
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12-29-2009, 11:04 AM
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My Name is Henry Thomas Written by: SixTwentySeven He said "Hey, man. My name is Henry Thomas." There was something In the way he said, "I'm not from around here" that told me he was. He said "My car... Broke down." His eyes made A perfect circle Through the back of his mind "I'm just looking For a little something To get me out of here." I handed him less than a dollar in change, and thought "You and me both." Yeah, you and me both, Hank.
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12-29-2009, 11:04 AM
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Muffled Snakes Coil Into Rocks Written by: NevermorePsalm I once fell down and discovered the other side of the earth But I only thought of it as a learning experience As we only grow due to the scrapes on our knees And we only learn to hum because of the bee's Although I then thought of all the birds And came to the conclusion I've never had that talk So I sowed shut my mouth and died, Just as we began to walk.
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Stars Written by: Alk 3 addict I climbed up a street lamp, to sit on the top. Reassuring myself with "Hey, you're now fifteen feet closer to the stars." Stars that I could hardly see, no one turns their lights out in suburbia. Maybe I don't want to be an astronaut, anyways, I'm just tired of the routines and, well, this place. I tie my shoes to the lamp and promise that tomorrow, I'll climb right back up, but my memory's never been too reliable. I'll probably just sleep, that's all I'm capable of, now. I guess I'd rather sit and dream, than see the planets, first-hand.
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12-29-2009, 11:05 AM
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I Hate Tourists Written by: NGD1313 So I spent this last week away from home Someplace foreign, I guess If you could call it that The sun was unbearable I don't know why people like it so much All it ever does is kill you anyway The people were even worse Why is it so crazy that I didn't live there? We can't all live in the same place I suppose it's interesting when someone who's seen something you haven't shows up I don't get it, but they did, you can bet they did I hate tourists I spent six hours on a plane There wasn't any screaming babies or slutty stewardesses I don't believe everything I see in movies anyway When I got back, my whole family was waiting This girl I'm sorta in love with was there, she was crying She's pretty when she cries I asked her what was wrong, she said she'd missed me Can't imagine why she did though It's not like I'm all that great Everyone else had questions "Was the weather ok?" "Did you see any sights?" "How was your flight?" I didn't get what the big fuss was about I suppose it's interesting when someone who's seen something you haven't shows up But I didn't answer any of their questions I hate tourists
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