; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

Monday, 21 January 2013

run from this run from that

i would like to be incarcerated
between two cars
and i don't want

some namby pamby brush

i would like a full on collision
hear the sound of bent metal
of sparks and the groan of engines

i would like to know
what that feels like

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