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by qualieydsnowfish
Wed Jan 05, 2011 12:39 am
Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
Topic: Super triming hedghog blowtorch sympatheyes
Replies: 2
Views: 799

Super triming hedghog blowtorch sympatheyes

in olden sugar times
roll-mop hard of herring
industrial luinacy
here they fall down
in prostate worship
ass-lickering and fallow
fallow me
devoidness of instant massaging
weird colours- hue dunnit?
by qualieydsnowfish
Sat Jan 01, 2011 12:39 am
Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
Topic: Newness Yeartub wishedness
Replies: 49
Views: 9100

Newness Yeartub wishedness

Scrolled through monthly periods red-faced and elsewhereness anatomicable and legwards stride through New Yearness head up and pinned down Greetings for line tramps stabbed up in delight hold hands in gunspray deadness the futurtum mufti colored regrets rainbow disillusionlamp genie or genius who ca...
by qualieydsnowfish
Sat Jan 01, 2011 12:35 am
Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
Topic: Quaileyedsnowfish
Replies: 6
Views: 1247

Re: Quaileyedsnowfish

Lurking in Kwills madwinterdream a turbot steam cooked in a hail of rainberries cloudly loud and thundersome knowing nothingness of my workings swaddling in shrouded ignoress timely with ambitum plywooded throught the sobersity of wakeness lyout in solitwoable comfortadenss and irrritatattny there i...
by qualieydsnowfish
Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:54 pm
Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
Topic: step ladder of unsurety
Replies: 3
Views: 1191

step ladder of unsurety

reaching beyond my past
defined by white experience
Simon sails a schooner
scratching in gravel basketti
leak in purety off-shores
sliced to fruit blossembly
lace in doyley castratus
salamied to infinitess
by qualieydsnowfish
Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:51 pm
Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
Topic: the red-faced blake
Replies: 4
Views: 1145

Re: the red-faced blake

you do not understand my work
in a cascade of yesterdays
silence inverted
white trumpets hail my only thinking
streams of unconsciousness
a river full of habits
knowing the present
a gifted thought if ever
now or never

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