Saturday, June 13, 2009

playing catch up and fries-postings for the 11, 12

If you ever get the chance to gaze upon the flesh of desire, you vibrate as it slowly consumes a part of your awareness you didn't even know you'd given up. It grabs you entirely. First slowly like pulling a heavy object. As it takes more and more of you-the faster you get used up.

You blink a few times to adjust your vision, as if it were the first time you acknowledge the activity of looking. You might even give 'em a good rub just to make sure your eye lashes aren't tangled or something. No doubt about it, death bird is staring you right in the eyes. It's a duel that ends with the complete destruction of one or both.

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