Letters Written In Pencil.
Thu, 29 May 2008 at 06:43pm
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Knotting your throat to make your words placid
Then soothing your stomach like Alginic acid
The best truth,
Is the truth that burns your heart,
And takes your every thought apart.
Tangling excited veins
Like a noose on your exhausted brain,
Something has got to give.
So kill your knowledge of all three tenses
And breathe the strength of five young senses
As we lie in a parcel of human traps
Waiting,
Waiting just to be unwrapped
The best truth
Is the truth written in bold ink
The thoughts that you cannot outthink
An antique beneath
The cellophane of sin
She brushes off dust that clings to her skin.
The best truth
Is the truth that breaks machines
And makes your body do marvellous,
Instinctual,
Things.
The best truth
Is the truth that makes you human.
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2008-05-29
The commendations this piece recieved in IF1 were:
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2 plus votes, and
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bowers
2008-05-29
this is great,
It's got a fantstic rhythm to it,
not to mention a beautiful layout and imagery
+1
ronnoc-ekrub
2008-05-31
I love the rhythm! +1