So... there I stood at the precipice of dawn, wondering where the sleep had gone.
No dreams in the night will wake me from slumber during the day, of course. Already I am the bleeding heart of my nightmares, a succulent cross between an orange and doom.
When it comes, it comes down like a freight train on an all-night haul, and diffracts into many dimensions, not just light.
Then, when it 'tis over, a shivering mass of flesh rejects itself and finds the stargate home.
08 October 2008
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I find that triple Malkovich tag intriguing...
That bit sorta reminded me of "Being John Malkovich", which I had seen a few days prior.
I love six sentences, BTW.
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