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gothic poetry EAT MY BRAINS

"When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep."
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gothic poetry EAT MY BRAINS

Postby wolflarsen » Sun Oct 29, 2006 9:10 pm

gothic poetry

Getting Shot on a Beautiful Sunny Day
A Poem By Wolf Larsen

A cook took his brains out of his head and served it as an abstract painting to the restaurant
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Postby Pesto Bong » Mon Oct 30, 2006 10:02 am

Whoa... that seems more Surreal than Gothic to me.
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Postby bloodjelly » Mon Oct 30, 2006 10:12 am

At what point do words put together cease to communicate meaning? Just wondering...

This poem doesn't speak to me at all.

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