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Issue 1 - May 2011 by zxwqdx Issue 1 - May 2011 :iconzxwqdx:zxwqdx 0 0 help by zxwqdx help :iconzxwqdx:zxwqdx 0 0 cam1 by zxwqdx cam1 :iconzxwqdx:zxwqdx 0 0
Literature
asexual reproduction
silence means noiseless.
noiseless is when
an empty room duplicates
out of boredom and
isolation.
a quiet home at the center
of the universe rests coiled,
cold,
an enormous room inside an enormous room
with a roof and digital hearth.
a quiet room is soaked in oil
so it may burn and keep warm.
we light the fires knowing that
flame isn't part a part of sound but
of light, which we're blind to.
the silent home floats in outerspace
and duplicates into a charcoal frame,
our company for the evening.
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Literature
Haji Baba is a BADASS
Haji Baba is a
THEIF blessed with the gift of
song. He plays GUITAR totally CRAZY.
He like DRUGS and HAMBURGERS and
mcdonald's apple pies and BEER and
STEALING and swordfights and fellatio.
He loves his MOTHER and father and
his dark mistress Cloe.
He parks in the
handicapped zones ALL THE TIME and he
DOESN"T give a FUCK.
He's just a real badass
like a MEDIEVAL KNIGHT almost but
with ROCK AND ROLL instead of DRAGONS/SWORDS AND SO ON.
HE LIKES TO EAT LOTS OF CANDY AND DRINK COFFEE UNTIL
HIS HEAD BUZZES AND FALLS OFF AND HE NAILS It BACK ON
AND USES THE BLOOD TO PAINT PORTRAITS OF HIS
ILLEGITEMATE DUAGHTERS.
He does this ALL THE TIME LIKE ITS NOTHING.
HAJI BABA DRINKS PAINT THINNER AND IS IMMUNE TO THE RAVAGES
OF LOVE AND TIME. HE HAS NO PAST BUT IT IS SPECULATED THAT
HE ARRIVED HERE FROM A DISTANT DIMENSION WHERE
EVERYTHING WAS AWESOME AND NO ONE EVER DIED.
He has taught me the secret of eternal life and power.
It involves alot of weed and really cool music.
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Literature
God poem
God mended my broken arm with bubblegum and it got an infection. God slapped my ass and called me Susan. What a jerk!
God once stole my bike and called me names.
God had no say in the matter. God had to.
God popped my balloon but made me another one out of scotch tape. Rain destroyed it but God made me one more.
God made me a suit made entirely out of cat whiskers and seashells. It smelled like memories and old paper. God fires magic beams and rays out of the tips of his fingers. He's used them in bed before, both alone and with partners, at varying degrees of mortality. He doesn't like when you bring it up.
When God meets you on a crowded street he likes to shout "ALAKAZAAM! THERE YOU ARE! HELLO!" God thinks this is funny. He doesn't even do drugs or anything. He's just like that. "HOW DO YOU LIKE IT? EH? KAZAAM! BOOM! THERE YOU ARE!" he says, with an embarassing grin like a very enthusiastic foreigner. What a weirdo! What a creep!
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Literature
kurt
After I drew the portrait of kurt cobain in my spiral notebook
I wandered the apartment blindly for an hour and a half,
then tried to sleep out the rainy day.
I tried to sleep on the floor but it was too cold,
tried to sleep on the couch but it smelled sweaty and moist,
tried to sleep standing up but fell over,  
tried to sleep naked leaning against the refrigerator but it made me hungry.
So I made a sandwich but the meat had turned,
so I ate cereal in handfuls,
and took a bath and combed my hair,
and fell onto the couch to review the portrait I drew,
and to watch television, and spend a numb hour scratching my asshole,
until, blacking out, I inexplicably found myself crawling on my belly towards the door
and fell asleep in the rain.
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Literature
this morning
coffee with strawberries,
then a cigarette,
then the rest of my life.
wish me luck
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Hunting Season
We hunted for days without rest.
When we were thirsty,
we drank whiskey from the rivers.
And when we started to miss home,
we built a new one out of sticks
and mud.
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Pergatory
I went to the place
where all dead cats go.
I asked myself,
"is this heaven?"
And God laughed.
There were many other humans there,
     (too many to count...)
and yet,
it seemed,
I was the only one
who had done anything wrong.
I wondered where all time went,
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When I woke up,
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The dispatched current of
his discontent;
the greater twin daughter - his relish -
divides an entire nunnery
of bogeymen
     between her legs.
And it's almost mean -
that antic dress,
         that endless body,
richer than rancidity;
         exhausting.
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WhiteFoxzero5 Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2010
thanks soo much for the luvin !!!!!
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flyeggsandtoadstools Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2009
pssst! tanks
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biquin Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2009
Thanks for :+fav:ing! :thanks:
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geier194 Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2009
Thanks for the Fav
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lolicore Featured By Owner Apr 15, 2009   Writer
Hello! Nice gallery. Hsreioawf9sdjfksdl.
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lolicore Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2009   Writer
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SimiArbeit Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2009
Thanks for faving and watching.
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NeverRider Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2009
thanks weirdo
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AUTR3 Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2009  Professional Traditional Artist
Thank you so much for the FAV, much appreciated.

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