enjoy the change of scenery


Bell Verse for an Edible God:Bell Verse for an Edible God: Rationale and NonsenseBell Verse for an Edible God:
We all must pay homage to the feather dusters and brightly-colored tableclothes that decorate our past; that dimmly fade into our futures. They dictate our existence in words ephemeral and wavering, tangible, still, as chalky lines scratched onto a blackboard.
Wipe the slates clean-- residue remains; a white, narcotic powder that clings to all our possibilities, to every Plan B and C and D that we have ever concieved, to every failed escape or shadow of success that lives within our skin and bo


Sidewalk at 8 PMShe sat on a bit of pipeline poking out from the side of the building, and looked at who else was outside. No one familiar, she concluded. She stared at the others milling around the entrance: A small, Asian couple listening to music, a girl with several shopping bags who she assumed was waiting for the bus, and a boy with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, pressing the buttons on his cell phone, playing Tetris maybe? She pulled out her own pack of Marlboro Menthol Lights and lit herself a cigarette. Staring vacantly for several minutes, she finally extracted a small black notebook from her bag and settled back against the walSidewalk at 8 PM


Still standing, standing stilltickStill standing, standing still
tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
minutes and minutes
dragging, lagging moments
everything seems to move around me rolling on repetitiously a mechanical, moving monotone
i'm standing still
everything moves and nothing changes
just as i begin to shut my eyes everything
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We are saved where all faiths fail
Alive inside of our tomb
~"Passion's Killing Floor" - H.I.M.
'Nuff said. I think I'll call you later this week, okay?
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She is the lady that can ease my sorrow...
ttyl
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"We were all at once terribly alone; and alone we must see it through." - All Quiet on the Western Front, Erich Maria Remarque
I'm gonna watch you! :]
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This is your punishment.
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_______I'm A STAR
Before he came down here, it never snowed. And afterwards, it did. If he weren't up there now, I don't think it would be snowing. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it. Edward Scissorhands*
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