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Untaken, ununderstood, unbelieved, unworked.
All the iron and the missteps and the steel of the worlds and they are all untaken. Who and why and how were they forgotten?
All of us are danger now. All of us are the untaken path. All of us are unworked plastic bodies, like a melted butter.Posted By Matt On 08.22.2009 @ 7:26 pm
The operating system we all use within our heads… I see the shiny metal shell of my cockroach vehicle, it glistens in my personal sun rays, why must it take such fuel from me and return no thanks… I learned to hate the bonnet of my car, with its warm skin and its cowardly eyes.Posted By Matt On 08.21.2009 @ 2:14 am
I was lying in the bed. Well it wasn’t really a bed was it? It had soft trimming, four sides, a spot for my head…Okay it was kind of like a bed then. But I wasn’t sleeping. No not at all. I was up there just lying down, looking at all my friends. Was I dead? I don’t think so.Posted By matt On 08.20.2009 @ 6:48 am
if i have a match, i can light up the world. my match is waiting for me. or perhaps i’m waiting for her. it seems to me that all i can do is keep tugging at the stars, pushing them into alignment, until that day when they perfectly match, and then simply hope she’ll look up.Posted By matt On 08.14.2009 @ 10:28 pm
Rapped, tightly warm against your finger, slowly unraveling as you move away. Sometimes it’s just so you can feel the sensation, other times it’s for the gruesome satisfaction of watching your finger turn blue then black then slowly regaining its form and fleshy life again.Posted By Matt On 07.22.2009 @ 3:05 pm