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yet untitledAn electric shock, not the kind that makes your arm twitch and your eyes roll back like lightning, the kind that runs through your body every second of every day, every time you feel anything at all. This time I'm feeling the edge of a eight inch chef's knife bite into the top of my left index finger, just above the third knuckle. Fuck. I drop the knife and there's the sound of high carbon steel on kitchen tile as I shake my hand once towards the cutting board. I don't know why I do this. It's just a reaction to the pain, more electrons jumping back down my arm to fling blood across the white of the cutting board. I'm byet untitled
by ~alexcross
electric mad.ALt+0246.nai stole a pen from the saloon because it took one of mine, almost two but you rode on (pops and the count in your jockeys) my scalpe fetched a drink on the open market and then we danced not as in a digital dream but then i do remember one of those your knees crawling across the carpet and your moving lips seem to point it out to me: the dance floor stands for two floors of abandoned propertyelectric mad.ALt+0246.na
by ~alexcross
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kind of feeling similar to that.
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As I fall, and you turn away.
You walk down corridors miles away from heart.
As I breathe, as I surrender...
I hear the sound of whispering.
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