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Wednesday, September 10, 2003


The Camera Eye
The current mood of dilapoid at www.imood.com
little paper origami flies
the explosion
the implosion
exploding exoskeleton of an implosion
the nebulae in my iris's eye
the beautiful little cries
the sickening whispers behind the lines

little paper origami flies
wide hopeless ragmans with open wings
hysterically, hysterically
broken down to chemical processing

the implosion the explosion the exploding
the imploding the nexus the beautiful little cries
the nebulae in my iris's eye
little paper origami flies
bended and ripped and torn and
hysterically, hysterically
the sickening gurgles of chemical processing
the sickening eating away
the sickening; the teethed; the headless stare
pointing of an explosions' crosshairs
pointing of an implosions' despair

little paper
little paper origami flies
little paper nothing crumpled and torn
and hysterically, hysterically and
broken down chains and broken down
and chained and broken down

the heart pumping
the heart pounding
the heart crushing
the heart twisted to cruel and steel
without blood going through

and chained and broken down and
hanging around and living it down
and exploding and imploding all around
the nebulae in my iris's eye
little paper origami flies and
living around and let down
broken down to chemical processing and
broken down hysterically
hysterically broken down
let down
hanging around
breathing through water drowned

the heart pumping
the heart pounding
the heart crushing
the heart twisted to cruel and steel and
the sickening whispers behind the lines
sickening paper origami flies
buzzing cruising driving down
hissing shouting pounding it all around
diseased and sick and violated sounds
hysterically broken down and
hysterically broken down
and hanging around

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