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i. In the hysteria of absolute clarity - *Otherwise known as the aftermath Of an epiphanic experience or 47 revelations of elemental semblance* - One sees one in all, and in All men, Angels. ____________ ii. I live in the suburbs; New subdivisions sitting on Sliced up ground, where elvish houses sat Comfortably twelve years prior. The flowerbeds tell stories In a Tolkeinesque script. iii. But the air's clear here, I can't complain. We've sunshine and enough rain to sustain The whole football team... we're in A division this year, My last in high school... *but I still pigged out on candy today, don't tell mom* iv. I've been listening more to the silence And counted seventeen days, Sequentially (and to my disgruntlement; thus I dare not jest), Wherein alarum bells did roar From iron red chest v. Took Casper to the hospital downtown On a day like today, hey It was raining then too... He had candy in his veins, And purpley-white too tight skin. I still pray for his life every Sunday night. vi. All Hallows' Eve, now two years past, Beneath a blood moon Did the two dance, and sat inside A crippled tree To laugh and kiss; Make merry of a mutual sense of entropy vii. In slow motion with devils dust and funguses and herbs They brewed and spewed as We watched and sang to each other And I learned that demons are in All men
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Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 5:04 PM UTC
Halloween! Devil's and God's and all of the in between's!
i. In the hysteria of absolute clarity - *Otherwise known as the aftermath Of an epiphanic experience or 47 revelations of elemental semblance* - One sees one in all, and in All men, Angels. ____________ ii. I live in the suburbs; New subdivisions sitting on Sliced up ground, where elvish houses sat Comfortably twelve years prior. The flowerbeds tell stories In a Tolkeinesque script. iii. But the air's clear here, I can't complain. We've sunshine and enough rain to sustain The whole football team... we're in A division this year, My last in high school... *but I still pigged out on candy today, don't tell mom* iv. I've been listening more to the silence And counted seventeen days, Sequentially (and to my disgruntlement; thus I dare not jest), Wherein alarum bells did roar From iron red chest v. Took Casper to the hospital downtown On a day like today, hey It was raining then too... He had candy in his veins, And purpley-white too tight skin. I still pray for his life every Sunday night. vi. All Hallows' Eve, now two years past, Beneath a blood moon Did the two dance, and sat inside A crippled tree To laugh and kiss; Make merry of a mutual sense of entropy vii. In slow motion with devils dust and funguses and herbs They brewed and spewed as We watched and sang to each other And I learned that demons are in All men
Read chronologically from vii-i
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Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 5:04 PM UTC
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