my skin is a ream of genetic fabric — imported from Europe, on a ship, nevertheless — stretched conservatively over the backbone pattern of a man, honest; tailored so the seams — drudgery — are hidden. notwithstanding, victim of vision, manhecan be reduced to a mannequin— frivolously posing in a sill, subject of consumers shop through the window of their eyes. blink the facade of buildings and inhibit surveyors of exterior architecture— pull down all blinds! the newspaper, it advertises a daily class for interior design.
1. "this is publishable work..." In response to Reply # 0
imma proof it.
there's a site i want you to check out. hit me up on im or inbox me.
hot shit. peace.
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"At least embarrassment is not an imitation. It's intimacy for beginners, the orgasm no one cares to fake. I almost admire it. I almost wrote despise." -Alice Fulton
"The future is a grey seagull Tattling in its cat-voice of departure. Age and terror, like nurses, attend her, And a drowned man, complaining of the great cold, Crawls up out of the sea." -Sylvia Plath
"I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary." -Margaret Atwood
myself is sculptor of your body’s idiom: the musician of your wrists; the poet who is afraid only to mistranslate a rhythm in your hair... -E.E. Cummings
2. ":::A B S T R A C T:::" In response to Reply # 0
I'm luv'n it -- *No Doubt* -- Cuz it's on anotha level of mental excursions -- Trekkin' thru the mind of Otto~mania! -- *smiles*
>my skin is a ream of genetic fabric >— imported from Europe, on a ship, >nevertheless — stretched conservatively >over the backbone pattern of a man, honest; >tailored so the seams — drudgery — are >hidden.
Crazy 'bout the Otto~Man! -- *Yuuuup*
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
4. "are you a serial killer" In response to Reply # 0
this is silence-of-the-lambs-ish scary you know i get confused at that artist-passionate-expressive-breaking it down into detailed wonderings-murderer border sometimes. great writing. bless
10. "i love what you do with words" In response to Reply # 0
you seem to open up a new window (excuse the pun) with every post.
hidden. notwithstanding, victim of vision, manhecan be reduced to a mannequin— frivolously posing in a sill, subject of consumers shop through the window of their eyes
11. "^UP^ 4 Mannequins --" In response to Reply # 0
With clothes on *Of Course* -- ;^)
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
> > >my skin is a ream of genetic fabric >— imported from Europe, on a ship, >nevertheless — stretched conservatively >over the backbone pattern of a man, honest; >tailored so the seams — drudgery — are >hidden. >----->daaaayum..
notwithstanding, victim of vision, >manhecan be reduced to a mannequin— >frivolously posing in a sill, subject of >consumers shop through the window >of their eyes. blink the facade of buildings and >inhibit surveyors of exterior architecture— >pull down all blinds! the newspaper, >it advertises a daily class for interior design. >----->otto.. this was RIDICULOUS man.. i dont know how i missed it when u first posted.. unbelievable.. truly.
"Though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are." ~Rumi
*************************** "und ur musick SUKS! i aiy'nt hurd won singel floot onn a trak! i doa'nt cair iff itt iz a demoh! u STARRT wif a floot, THIN u wriat leericks, THIN u rekord a demoh. DAM nega! evurrywon knoes thaat!" -RUBURT KOLLEY
my skin is a ream of genetic fabric — imported from Europe, on a ship, nevertheless — stretched conservatively over the backbone pattern of a man, honest; tailored so the seams
19. "Oooooooooooottoooooo!" In response to Reply # 0
This is the first shit I seen since I been back, from you, and its as good as ever.. I think you might see if you read my shit that I've fallen off somewhat- how the fuck you stay so good?
If anyone here is pro-level, dawg, its you. You and Decstar always been my favorite poets on here, and this is proof of why. I can't even quote, cause ya shit is all so good I'd have to do the whole thing, and I couldn't even say anything coherent. Dope drop.
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"I wandered around darkened hallways, Lab-rynth, filled with, Blood vessels and plasma, Caught glances of windows- Peeking OUT, exoflective, Invective messages left on my own voice mail.. And by looking out from within?
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