A reminder of the book that must be written.
Of a man with that power. To see through the eyes of another.
But how?
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Alliteration
Not now do the naked negations normalize
nor will the necromantic nurses nominate a narcohypnia.
No noise shall nauseate by way of nares, not in that nutricial normality nor in any name pertaining to nasology.
A fine number on notarikon, yet it limits writing to the point that the fingers of my mind claw at the plastic enclosure, squealing as the plastic rubs the imperfections of my skin, and a face pushed outward stretching against the clammy translucent surface.
Have I not learned anything?
nor will the necromantic nurses nominate a narcohypnia.
No noise shall nauseate by way of nares, not in that nutricial normality nor in any name pertaining to nasology.
A fine number on notarikon, yet it limits writing to the point that the fingers of my mind claw at the plastic enclosure, squealing as the plastic rubs the imperfections of my skin, and a face pushed outward stretching against the clammy translucent surface.
Have I not learned anything?
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