From Dim to Decent (content)

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"A musing of unorthodox perhapsities and lack of patience for blatant disregard of common, gutter-trash literature - my work. Solemnty is definite. I'm prompted to finish my glass of Rattan and be done with it. Sincerely, Your Amplified Thoughts That Cower and Grovel Beside You" ~ Silva Damned



With Undue Respect


You complete me, oh, how my heart throbs with that cliche. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Fuck you. Would you like a condom for that hard-on you're waving, sir? Catch a moving train, why don't you. Love? Disgraceful. 'I love you.' is now in the same league as 'I'm sorry.' and 'She only blew me, I swear.' You're about as convincing as a police orifice, you prick. And while you're pissing yourself in your bed tonight remember this, obligated 'love' is treason, and if you step on my property bring some lube 'cause this double-barrel's gonna love you. Oh god I laughed at that last line. (whatta burn!) You've got a great flow going there.



It Could Have Been



without STARS
we would
blister
up
and burst
for lack of
a
better
excuse. Love the seething fatalism here, how expertly you used the image to animate the feeling

Who gives a
FUCK about
STARS
anyways? Dunno if "anyway" is needed? No biggie, though, since it works.

Stick your
curious
hand in
the curiouser
FUCKING
hole
and dig your
nails deep,
like your
God
said
to.

Dig, FUCKERS,
dig. Great opposition from a "heavenly" viewpoint.

I really liked the control and spareness of this (mostly in the second part). The easy frankness of the first part contrasted with the almost-romance-but-screwed -up-and-turned-on-its-head vibe of the second. A rage poem with scalpel-like precision; a fascinating read.