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| imation (profile) wrote, on 9-22-2002 at 11:56pm | |
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| i wonder sometimes if i push too hard on your hipbones, protruding like animal skulls will they crumble beneath my fingertips like clay left out in the sun hot and hard with heat? i wonder if your ribs are just that- your ribs. or do they encage anything monstrous inside of you? do they shut me out? parallel and sharp, they are always present like i should be afraid, terrified of your milky white hardness- like the china in my mother's cabinet. what i woudln't love to take that china and smash it in my hand watch it crumble like the animal skulls and your hipbones ...bone china they call it... and you, like porcelain with dull eyes like the dolls in the store windows- the ones that follow you as you walk by, the dolls you think about when you wake up at night, pulsating with heat. |
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DayDream | 09-23-02 6:29pm Who's this one about? |
imation | Re:, 09-24-02 10:12pm "..the you that the singer sings to.. baby you're it this time.. "- ani d
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DayDream | Re: Re:, 09-25-02 6:08pm I like it. I kinda hoped i had something to do with it.
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