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Dec. 1st, 2009

I feel like a song.

( behold, the bastardization of a nursery rhyme )


Oh.

December. The tenth of twelve, the whispery, windery month that leads to shudders voluntary and involuntary alike. Carry on, flutterlings.

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Oct. 14th, 2009

Can you feel it?
A gentle caress
crawling, oozing, slithering
touching every hair that dares stand on end

Can you taste it?
Bitter yet sweet
lingering on your tongue
a thirst unable to be quenched

Can you smell it?
Dark and musky
damp and old
almost tangible in the air

Can you?


It's coming.

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Aug. 26th, 2009

How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!




Oh fishy, fishy, fishy, fish.
I wonder where that fish has gone.
It is a most elusive fish.

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Jul. 24th, 2009

The scales are tipping. Poor Dike's losing her balance.

And it's a long way down.

Beware falling morals.

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Jul. 6th, 2009

Drag Me to Hell

That's not my department.

At least they seem to be trying.

It felt nice.

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May. 18th, 2009

I feel so many pretties popping up out of the woodwork. Not mine completely, but a kinship is there.

Are you coming out to play, my lovelies? Shall we have a game of hide and seek? How many little mortals' hearts can you make stop for a beat?

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May. 4th, 2009

Ah, sweet music.
It speaks to me in ebbs and flows.

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Mar. 27th, 2009

A slaughter has been lambed.

I feel itchy.

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Mar. 5th, 2009

Boo.

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Mar. 3rd, 2009

( Be afraid. Be very afraid. )

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