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2003-07-10 - 3:51 p.m. the moral to your story that you write is circumstantial the hook is more the crook so inordinately substantial "sub" - you're going under; and your "stance" looks pretty bleak a skillful bumbling blunder and you dance the boat boutique well I'm here to make you wonder and come up with words unique I think it's kinda funny cuz this game's a little weak what's that you said about the way you're whining when you speak? ... to the hook now to the hook why do you plagiarize the morals from the book? you know the one you write for fun but in the end you feel that you're the only one who ever reads you, not even the doctor! you write the words so you're the author so to the hook now to the hook what do you search for when you're out to have a look what are you missing? you reminiscing? about the things you've said and done when you were hittin' the life you led out on your own's too good for quittin' but where's the space that marks the trail in this adventure? you have a face but you don't see the need for dentures because your eyes can barely read beyond your sensors there is no basis for the things that you don't mention and so you're guilty of your own misapprehension the sentences are deadwood and devoid of any diction and at best you're relegated to the surplus science fiction "reduced for quick sale" says the sign on the shelf the price depreciated for thinking only of yourself but what were you to do, no one else looks out for you? so your stance remains the same in the trail that marks the space and you try to set the blame against the sale to set the pace but the price keeps going down and now you know you'll lose the race you have realized your blunder and you're trying to save face yes, you hear the distant thunder of the truth's ironclad case and it's daunting a little haunting but the void is not the space, the clearing is the hearing... because each second is God's grace.
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