the following is an ongoing project created by biofuck and Seek(0).

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:(brain cells):

11/08:biofuck>
		my hair is still dirty from last night,
		vague breathing, is it you?

		"if i'm so far from your heart,
		 how come i can still hear it beating?"
	
		it's so hard to open up,
		because it means an end -- like dust writing in cement;
		our footprints slipslide, making a permanence that's
		slowly chipped away.

		it's just minutes until i see your eyes again,
		feels like centuries, each frame going by like a
		green sludge, stinking of all my grime -- braincells.

		angels like you always lick at fingertips like
		jewels inside of mountains, like a dainty rain upon
		a goldfish pond..

		..and i can twist around you, move the light,
		see your pupils with a whole new set of skin;
		i can see you in years, wrinkled skin, old
		bones that cry for boring tones,
		and still hiding what you always have.

		..and i can turn to relive rememberance,
		because there's no difference anymore;
		only circumstance.

11/08:Seek(0)>
		i tear at my thoughts in tight dirty silence
		spinning and suffering trying to find this
		sin ; unknown unseen unfelt brain cell
		solitary prisoner in this mental hell
		glaciers of the heart take so long to melt
		and it's been years without having felt
		the simplest of raptures or subtle blessings
		just a faint little hum like crickets in winter

		the maelstrom of destitute reason drains
		coalescing in some dark inner sanctum
		the flood rushing past
		and pushing 
        and sucking 
		and screaming me down

		cutting myself 
		fumbling for grip on the 
		edges of a ragged simplicty	slipping through my hands 
		through my mind
		leaving bleeding trails of tears as it winds
		trickling, sluicing down along my spine
		until i can find neither fate nor resign

		the simplistic grime of my own fragile mind
		left friendship and heartache behind
		to replace it with this new design
		in silence; trapped
		weakening under tempestuous clouds
		as I break from the vow
		of my own here and now
		and to Nothing I bow

		old friends	laughing
		and joking my name
		all the same
		i'd rather know pain
		than nothing

				  .   •	 .	 • 	.
		Sshhhhhhh... . •  . •.   .  • .
			.	•	.    •	.	•     •  .
         .   .   •     .    .  .  •  .  •  .
		i stand before you •    .	•  .  
		difficult, soiled and immobilized   •
		unworthy in my own eyes  .    .   •   .
		carried away by insecurity  •    .     
		my eyes long to abdicate from your gaze •
		relent and settle upon the red glow of my face
		
		... but You smiled at Me ...
		
			And led me to believe

		This numbess I can take no more
		This venomous hollow creed
		I am not a maniquin
		For I may dream and bleed
		
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