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ThetThe city of Thet smells to high heaven, but the inhabitants don’t know this. They have no noses. And, no ears, no eyes, no heads, no arms, no hearts, no legs. At least, none that can be seen. The skyscrapers have long since crumbled into dust (Nobody could reach the buttons on the elevators anymore). So what remains is an endless march of concrete sidewalks, crossing back and forth across the city. The inhabitants don’t mind. They walk along, oblivious to all but the hard stone under their soles. They wear all types of ridiculous contraptions to protect themselves: boots, sneakers, high heels, something purple with a puffball, loafers, things Thet
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Glimpse a Glance of DemonGlimpse a glance of demon. Look them in the eye. These monsters of the heart and mind. Stop them, tie them, bind them, Tape them to the floor. Put up walls around them, Seal the iron door. Build the walls still higher, Lock and guard the gate. Hope they do not come for you, Watch, and hope, and wait.
The walls have crumbled, bonds won’t hold. Demons run rampant through your soul Searching, questing, trying to find you. Pull you down and lose you, Wrap you up in broken thoughts, And scare you into a nice, safe box. Glimpse a glance of d Glimpse a Glance of Demon
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Festive SestinaThe sestina Makes me think of
Pretty ladies With flowing dresses, And dancing men With shining hair.
Old, graying hair. This sestina Speaks of blind men, Telling stories of Soft, silk dresses Worn by ladies.
Pretty Ladies Who scent the air With perfumed dress. This is a sestina About nights off The path with men.
A naughty man Who likes ladies That tell him off. Fingers waggle in the air. A sestina Of fancy dress.
These women dress To torture men. A sestina &nb Festive Sestina
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This PoemWith a poem, I can make you laugh out loud.
I can turn the solemn corners of a frown Upside down. I can bring tears to bitter, dry eyes. I could set you in motion to Take on the world, or Leave you to rot on the side of the road. I can take you places you’ve never seen, And even more that I’ve only dreamed. I can make you see oppression and pain, Or draw a veil just to hide everything. This poem here is a treacherous thing. I can say what I mean, or else preen Myself on the buckets of lies You gulp right down like pumpkin pie. This Poem
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Mon Apr 24, 2006, 8:57 PM

I'm going to be a published author. Technically. I don't know what got in yet, but apparently I"m going to be published in the literary magazine at my school. *feels special* Apart from that my keys are missing, but its not that big of a deal. If anyone happens to know wehre they are through psychic power pleaaaaaaase tell me, because right now I can't get into my dorm room except for at late night, which is kind of annoying because the weather here is greatly variable here right now.

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