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Date Posted: 14:33:48 12/05/02 Thu
Author: Raphaela
Author Host/IP: webcacheM04b.cache.pol.co.uk / 195.92.194.14
Subject: Re: Fucked up.
In reply to: Gray 's message, "Fucked up." on 12:57:21 12/05/02 Thu

Don't worry Dan we all do it. People are still around and reading but unfortunately not commenting on other people's work, which takes away the liveliness of the board.

I am mega busy just now with work but still check in daily to read but will catch up with writing and posting soon.

Keep them coming - and feel free to give feedback too.

R

>Oops, remove the "are" from "why they are cry."
>
>By the way, where did everybody go?
>
>I guess I'll try to make a telephone out of a
>cocoanut...
>
>-Squirrel
>
>>Corruption of Light
>>
>>Needing the sorrow like a plague
>>Or to wonder where the affection went
>>Where's it's buried in the shallow paper.
>>
>>If I was Superman, or Jesus... some invulnerable,
>>Supposedly I could wade the sea without a hint,
>>All the way to paradise and back, still smiling.
>>
>>My milliseconds, instead, are wrapped with shadows,
>>Ordinary stone raises a fist against the sky
>>Making shade upon those interpersonal meadows.
>>
>>Easier to look outside at monkeys filled with brains
>>Nodding at solutions to all those worries racked with
>>guilt,
>>Telling the truth of the matter, the way to ease the
>>pain.
>>
>>Easier to find the pieces scattered on the sand,
>>Adding the edges first, that thing that's truly
>>desired...
>>Children don't need to investigate why they are cry.
>>
>>Humbled by the code of human nature, blips and
>>inkblots,
>>Morse could sit for hours and decipher that song...
>>On a tour of human kindness and well-intended advice.
>>
>>Maybe I can't stand the cruelty of missing her so
>long,
>>Each drop of ice like an insult to her place, like a
>>duty,
>>Never implying the purity of her love, absolute.
>>
>>Though tomorrow will be wasted again, on passing time,
>>All the nights I've stayed too late, filling them
>>black,
>>Filling the hours with darkness to keep on waiting.
>>
>>Tomorrow melts together, then, continuing this stage,
>>Every one of them beating an empty irritating song...
>>Repeating the same notion, my love, my still-water
>>ocean.
>>
>>-Gray Squirrel

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Thanks... -- Gray, 23:40:32 12/05/02 Thu