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Date Posted: 02:06:37 02/17/02 Sun
Author: Hobbes
Subject: Mouth full of smoke


So much room is left in these shoes
so much space is left to grow above the ground
why am i wallowing in this soil

::transition smoothly operates by understanding the obsurdity
of your everyday life conversations and relationships not
wanting to care or think of yourself beside yourself or beyond yourself::


something is Caught
Lodged in my throat
something is choking
Drowning me in my own cynisism

Phonetics aesthetics linguistics
semantics have fucked me
facillitated the curiosity
fed a growing hole
and are considerately destroying me

Biology philosophy God's hypocrisy
everything that pulls at me
screams at me
to answer me

Eyes and mouths and ears and noses
pasted to a head right on the brain
every sense
pasted to a head right on the brain


One great day i will open my eyes
and see how beautiful death could be
without questioning what makes this beauty for me
one great day i will sever all ties
and fly beneath and above all these stupid fucking lies

One great day i will swallow this jaded piece of glass
swallow the blood that is cutting at my throat
this knife
this gun
would not justify would not satisfy
destroying the question along with the answer


I will wait with the rest
for the divine
for the indifference
to swallow me back into the ground




but i know



that one great day










something will have to appear










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