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unprepared for the journey ahead, i sit.
sipping on my caffeinated bliss
testing one
two
three
words flow through the air painting elaborate concoctions of imagery and vocabulary in my mind.
tamed lightning rushes up a cord
spinal cord? electrical cord
the skeletal stand of the microphone enhancing my perceptions as i hallucinate
interpreting the complexity of the english language through the mind of an art major
creating in me the desire to create something more than mundane
a spark grows
years of animated loops
(the visual equivalent of prop comedy)
washed away by a new vision
the desire to design burns in my soul likening to lust
(am i art-horny?)
like the urge to smoke
or fuck
or sing or dance
rushing home at the limit of speed
hoping that my muse will linger til I reach the clicking familiarity of my keyboard
distractions
all
around
avoiding obstacles like the character in some bizarre electronic interactive story,
i rush
relieving myself in front of my cycloptic familiar
i pause
at a loss for words. now all that remains
in the dark recesses of my lust-crazed brain
is an image
that longs to come to life
sipping on my caffeinated bliss
testing one
two
three
words flow through the air painting elaborate concoctions of imagery and vocabulary in my mind.
tamed lightning rushes up a cord
spinal cord? electrical cord
the skeletal stand of the microphone enhancing my perceptions as i hallucinate
interpreting the complexity of the english language through the mind of an art major
creating in me the desire to create something more than mundane
a spark grows
years of animated loops
(the visual equivalent of prop comedy)
washed away by a new vision
the desire to design burns in my soul likening to lust
(am i art-horny?)
like the urge to smoke
or fuck
or sing or dance
rushing home at the limit of speed
hoping that my muse will linger til I reach the clicking familiarity of my keyboard
distractions
all
around
avoiding obstacles like the character in some bizarre electronic interactive story,
i rush
relieving myself in front of my cycloptic familiar
i pause
at a loss for words. now all that remains
in the dark recesses of my lust-crazed brain
is an image
that longs to come to life
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i like the verse. and i like the idea of the skeleton pic too.