Posted on April 16, 2008 by insomnihack
It looked like a puncture wound but from what he wouldn’t say. She stuck her pinkie finger inside it and said, is this from a tooth? He smiled, twirling his finger until one of her curls was wrapped tightly around it, and he yanked. She screamed and reflexively lashed out; slapping him in such a [...]
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Posted on April 16, 2008 by insomnihack
The dreams clattered through several heads, the drunken figure of the sandman stood at the top of the stairs watching the idea hit every step, cutting into the meat of a path. It rested at the bottom and glinted like the unfolded truth of a straight razor.
Tara woke one day into permanent unconsciousness — transfigured [...]
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Posted on April 16, 2008 by insomnihack
random patterns
are for gods and slatterns
the dance of atoms
is a repeating fractal
and none has cracked all
the codes tumbling slowly
through orbits about our heads
those superstrings are strange threads
stitched into tapestries that tatter
when we try to reconcile energy and matter
that teleological argument attracts
but every theory eventually cracks
as the flaw becomes apparent in the testing
trying to identify the [...]
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