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The mind does not reel It Clacks At or near the frontal lobe A temple eroding, I suppose Destroying by the speed of the whir A millisecond vertigo Terrorizes for seemingly endless minutes Wrought iron right neck muscle Climaxing in a hypnagogic spasm That levitates the body for an instant A moment?
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May 22, 2010
May 22, 2010 at 1:43 AM UTC
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The mind does not reel It Clacks At or near the frontal lobe A temple eroding, I suppose Destroying by the speed of the whir A millisecond vertigo Terrorizes for seemingly endless minutes Wrought iron right neck muscle Climaxing in a hypnagogic spasm That levitates the body for an instant A moment?
Copyright © 1996-Present- From The Crawlspace in the Cranium
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May 22, 2010
May 22, 2010 at 1:43 AM UTC
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