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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4471 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Mayec Vienna (Carole Barley) Down, slow as the slide into a trillion suns, before language, some primeval witchpaint; Seething melt chocolate slow, this is timestoodstill and ohmigod, any rumoured idol grasped for in the time it takes between gasp and eyesmeet. The skin of thighs, slick bone of hip; weight and immortality. A sinking into mouthtruth as grasp can no longer define anything. Meld, fire, forget, this is the slow burn, fingermaps over the luminence of landscapes, every contour in the mindseye of yesterday, licked clean in tomorrows’ thin mornings. |
