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alastar (profile) wrote, on 9-1-2005 at 2:41pm | |
Music: Bloc Party Subject: Cut the cord/Snap the line |
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And she keeps fishing for eyes with her lipstickbait and her shortskirthooks. Curved, sharp, rusted, metal hooks down the throats and in the lips and gums and tongues and cheeks. She'll reel you up from your watery depths. Ripping skin and tearing flesh- along the w-a-y. Taste that blood,- -was the worm worth it? -was it good? -did you like it? -do you want another? She's made you crave that blood. No use for worms, only hooks. Shiny and metallic, floatingdanglingswinging in the water above your head. Open your mouth, bite down and feel it pierce your palate. Feel the blood flow into your mouth. That's what you want, isn't it? She's got hooks buried in your skin, all over your body. (Little marionette.) She's got hooks in your bones, down in your cartilage. (Little puppetboy.) She's got your tendons wrapped up- nerves tied up- veins wound up- around her hooks. (Little doll.) Pull the strings; dance doll, dance. Good- -boy -bye Goodb |
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anachronism | 09-01-05 4:01pm Very good. |
alastar | Re:, 09-01-05 7:07pm Thank you. |
Kate | 09-01-05 6:59pm I like your new style. The metaphors are well done and I like how you're using the bold, italic, and underline tags to enhance certain words. |
alastar | Re:, 09-01-05 7:08pm Thanks. It's just something I picked up from someone. |
KTHPKC | 09-03-05 1:54am I love this one, it's very good. Very catching. |
alastar | Re:, 09-03-05 8:22pm Well that's what hooks are all about, my friend.
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