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Published: 2006-10-01 02:43:11 +0000 UTC; Views: 126; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 2
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Raptors mean so much more to me than fighter jets.Why is this?
I think I understand why you feel conflicted.
Darling, sweetheart, break it to me gently-
I’m not so sure your god can hear you.
And now, we die.
Gently, so gently, with a just audible sigh, as if you regret
The sins you repented
Such a very long time ago.
Gorgeous timing, darling, sweetheart,
My little fish.
All the deep red contortions of murder-
Scenes flash before your eyes of
Silly helpless flounder-belly pale people struggling
Over waterfalls of doubt and confusion to the sonorous toll of
The echo of the sharp ring of a bright bronze bell
That means you’re over.
Hell is that endless, maniacal
Ticking, and
In two more ticks the alarm will shatter your slumber.
Forever.
Heaven is rising slowly like a small blinking submarine
In a vast blue grey ocean,
Surfacing in the deep warm waters of dream-time
To find yourself in darkness
And submerging again, as naturally
As the sun slipping above the horizon, and
Soon it will shine across your pillow and
Onto your golden eyelashes because
Only hell lasts forever.
After a slightly truncated eternity,
You awake to the abrupt buzz of
Reincarnation
And a sharp slap.
Welcome back.
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Comments: 2
That's so fucking beautiful...I had to read it several times over for it to really sink it. This is definitely one of your best. I love "the deep warm waters of dream-time" and "i'm not so sure your god can hear you". Wow. It captures perfectly the state of wondering about heaven and the state of dreaming. I love "my little fish"...it's such an unusual endearment but so beautiful and haunting in a strange way.
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What better reason for death than a sudden lack of divine attention?
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You have no idea how much it means to me that you think so... Thank you.
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