violent dream joustingA Poem by freelancejousterstatic crackling in the back of my mind threatens to overtake. mock battling for control they'll lose, and they know it, but they're learning strategy. and quickly. fountain-fuel breaks surface, slowly, edging to the planes of existence. drip dropping to the edge, tumbling, dribbling over and landing slick and wet upon your noggin. aren't you awake just yet? © 2011 freelancejouster |
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1 Review Added on April 18, 2011 Last Updated on May 8, 2011 AuthorfreelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more.. |

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