pocket change proletariat: random pieces of matter
Friday, October 28, 2005
10/20- life at ten miles per hour: the sickening smell of diesel fuel, nicotine and frying oil.

10/21- clearance whore: this worn machine once had blood, pumping dreams and loyalty. the operator, a vampire. a machine now left lifeless...fatter bundles hold his appeal.

10/22- love song for the deaf, part 1: the chambers of this heart, scarred and tender, knew love and pain as one.

10/25- robotic emotion response: (are you real?) a series of wires, circuitry, zeros and ones. arms short, straining to poke holes in ethernet, siphoning morning's pink-orange-yellow refractions.. to put a delicate hand upon your sleeping flesh [thought incomplete]

10/26- love song for the deaf, part 2: it all happens in the blink of an eye. every day living is another day dying. time won't wait for you or i.

10/28- two words: broken fate.

1 Comments:

At 8:28 PM, October 28, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I do not know where you get this stuff, but I am sure glad you have access to it.

 

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