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Death of a Pocket Watchc. delargy Death of a Pocket WatchDeath of a Pocket Watch
You who most recently lived Within my pocket, Well-dressed hermit who would Open with the snap Of a snow covered branch and So gladly simplify The sun with Roman numerals, My sad Prometheus, Whose gears now lie open for
Vultures, Your reassuring ticks No longer Echo
Through My hip.
O Divi, Chao me liberate!
by ~philosophe
Bowl of Ricec. delargy Image- Bowl of RiceBowl of Rice
White mass, illuminated
By soft glass angels, With a misty mandorla.
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StarkissesYou were everything I wanted to be and in your faith I became more than I was my sun set in your eyes and I slept, finally content under the moonlight of your smileStarkisses
the joy you brought filled my heart with words I never knew existed and my soul played music I never thought I could write
Your love showed me a neverending sky and taught me it was mine to have I could hold as many stars as I wanted, you said
as your fingers traced a constellation's path across my belly
And now as i hear the door close behind you, my fingers slip inside
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You went and dissappeared.
It only took me six months to get it going again, but I picked a doozy this time. Its a pseudo-slammer, with a humor that slides in and beats you in the testes with a shit bat.
You'll understand when you read it. Go. Now. And, as always, random huggings, kissings, fuckings and general appreciative tappings from buddy Jesusbite.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
--
The Angry Deviant
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This will be the last one for a good deal of time, if not forever. So, I decided to end with a really really really fucking good one. Hope its enjoyed.
Lots of love, soddings, fuckings and massages from the ~jesusbite.
= chiisu
I had a dream a few nights ago that I walked down a street to a pretty white house with a white picket fence, and as I approached the front door, it swung open and a white-haired couple greeted me and motioned me in. Meanwhile, a little white dog jumped up from the inside and bit me on the hand.
Mm well, glad you are feeling wonderful despite the boxes.
it will all be over soon
(more directed towards myself).
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Think the little things don't matter? Try walking around all day with your keys in the other pocket...
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