Monday, August 25, 2008

In the Wake of Moonshade

Are you tired of laughing?

Post-devour synapse of multithreaded connections

An amputee of collaborated cardinal mischief senses

Discretion for isolation amongst mediocre testimonies

The will of blood permeable of complex formations

Machinations of termin through recurring obscenities

The risen goddesh perishes through timeslots

Framed colossal conjunctions lapse, syncing with grace

Faint odor of failure disputes the remedial dreams

Contortions on the plot extend through the benighted gaze

Fictitious own persuasions lead the herald of subreption

Yet failure is a pact between those that worship prosaic tenses

Sobering to another bright light in the retina..

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