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Post by Aish on Jul 22, 2011 5:54:29 GMT -5
Aboriginal understanding of how and why a person snaps, brought to the scowling brink by coercive torment; I can end this embittered, dreaming limbo. I can work these hands into powerful tutors. Your earned re-education: I am not for your feet to rest upon. I long to see you, half skinned, alive and panting mercy. Disemboweled, your cooking entrails stinking like a gutted deer. Covetous, I dream of your f*ck stick slick with the burn of lighter fluid, scorched like a girl scouts frankfurter. Over and over again like a hell spawn's lullaby, you should be resurrected to unspeakable agony. I hate you.
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Post by Veritas on Jul 22, 2011 13:17:58 GMT -5
I revell in this, it has a narcotic effect on me. I think pleasure through torture is on some level instinctive at this point of our evolution. After all SEX & VIOLENCE SELLS.
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Jul 22, 2011 16:12:17 GMT -5
I’m having trouble connecting this with the title.
“Your earned re-education:” – This is true of too many today.
“I am not for your feet to rest upon.” – How could anyone ever mistake you for a doormat?
“Covetous, I dream of your f*ck stick slick with the burn of lighter fluid, scorched like a girl scouts frankfurter.”- I don’t ever want to piss you off.
The last stanza - I hate to think of what he did to make you hate him so.
Your imagery is always superb but you seem to really excel in gruesome retribution. You give me the shivers. Well done!
Thanks for sharing.
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Post by RisYerg on Jul 23, 2011 3:26:11 GMT -5
I think that predictable words (at least in my head so) after reading this piece must be : I'll kill you. Because all work leads to it! I like this your piece. R.Y.
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Post by Aish on Jul 29, 2011 8:09:49 GMT -5
@ Forsaken I’m having trouble connecting this with the title. Desire amplified into speech; fantasy amplified into action; affection amplified into hatred; cause amplified into effect; miscalculation amplified into death wish/the true nature of Mother etc etc etc.
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Jul 29, 2011 12:46:44 GMT -5
Oh! I see. Yes, that makes sense. I tend to see it as transformation but not much different. “affection amplified into hatred” – The first time this happened to me I was blown away. The more we love the more we hate. It’s an equal balance. I became more disappointed in myself than her but I recently discover the need for this. Self preservation and all. Great piece by the way.
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Post by Devilish on Aug 29, 2011 14:53:44 GMT -5
Wow! How ironic that it was you that I read first... I love it! I dream of your f*ck stick... YES! Im gonna have to read more of you, for this is my cup of tea... Thank you!
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Post by atomicparakeet on Oct 5, 2011 14:45:00 GMT -5
This gave me chills. Your imagery is really potent. I don't want to be on your bad side. Ever.
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