(280 = 2*5*2*7*2.)
Monotonically Stirred
Glass Abstractly Visual
Meta-Dimensionality
Bleakly Phosphorescent
Irrelevant Paranormality
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Two anagrams, a duo of doom:
As this emptiness' shadow,
=
ha, it sips death's own mess.
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Into any holes within us not sane,
=
it annoys one so until when it has.
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The revolution we have desired,
it has only been an...
''irrevolution':
.. irreverent, true, but irrelevant.
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Why should I wear glasses,
even though I need them?
With my eyes closed,
I still see the darkness in-focus.
And that darkness is all that is real, anyway.
(Glasses are all just
'focus-pocus', anyway..)
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The human mass has left a massive mess.
'Humass' -> 'Humess'.
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(In my last post I mentioned 'global-swarming'.)
Global-swarming leads to
global-warming, leads to
global-warring:
This has been a
global-warning.
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Things said about directions =
'di-mentions'.
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You are confused about directions when you have..
'di-mentia'.)
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You can get lost ON a desert isle,
but can also be lost IN ..
the dessert-aisle.
(I am certain I read this one somewhere before. But it is SO WORTH IT to repeat here, correct?..)
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Leroy
1 comment:
it sips death's own mess
Is this a euphemism? It strikes me as funny and conjures up bizarre images.
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