This guy is full of shit,” Douglas whispers into Paula’s ear. “There’s no way he’s capable of achieving teleportation of an old crusty sock, let alone a room full of people. Once this piece of shit shows everyone exactly that, we’ll swoop in and get the contract.” He says proudly.
Tag: See Me
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A Jump To The Left – 50 Word Story
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Put It in the Reality – 50 Word Story
“That would’ve been embarrassing, choking to death on national television and all. Not exactly what I signed up for,” he says with a muffled laugh.
“What is it you signed up for?” A voice asks from somewhere behind the camera. He looks up at the person, then into the camera.
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Maximise the Lies of Your Sin – Unhinged Poem
Waxing the lyrics of another sin, the words of a madman, a protrusion of something below, breaking out of the innards, escaping from that which is not known, powerful visions lost in a wave of gizzards and guts, aforementioned sadness, and the profanity to call up the hunters, a road towards the sun, for a trademarked roller coaster, and an ending in the dark…
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Capture The Voiceless – Unhinged Poem
Soulless fascinations with wrongful words written, tied and tried to the deviation of times, wickedly weaved in the suffocation of a wayward thought, perished was the darkness, silence was his reward, but there was a loneliness of another moment, a simple word, lost in the words of what could be, so see my ride, and be the only ghost, for on this sea, you cannot see the me, you want me to be….
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This Is My Mirror – 50 Word Story
“You can’t just throw something like that at a man Jerry! It’s rude! How would you like it if I told you that you were made up, and don’t exist?”
“But you can’t, because we both know I’m the one that exists, and you’re the one who is made up.”
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Worth Fighting Back – 50 Word Story
“My wife’s name was María, and my daughter’s name was Sophia. You should remember that Marco you piece of shit. María was your god damn sister, and Sophia your niece. I laid them both down beneath the apple tree in the backyard last night and began to formulate my plan.“
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Wooden Words Lost in The Dying Roots – Unhinged Poem
Wishing in a tree of a broken word, sleep in the whispers of the cold, open the door, look for her, but be bold, be ready, be unable to forgive the cold, see yourself in the tarnished words that break across the sky, whisper the kiss, whisper the lies, prepare the mixture, fade away, for the hands of time, are combing around again…
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Cradle Within the Empty Womb – Unhinged Poem
Symptoms of another child, one hand in the sky, a devil in the darkness, a blade in the sky, tomorrow is a window, that can only be seen, the door to yesterday is locked and there is no key, so cry yourself to sleep, slit your wrist for all to see, but know this disease that’s killing you, is also killing me…
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Punters Be Punting – 50 Word Story
“How the god damn hell did you expect this to go? You come here with one of the most ridiculous ideas I have ever heard of, and you expect me to just pat you on the back and tell you that it is going to turn out roses for everyone?”
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Code Six Bravo – 50 Word Story
”I-I-I, I’m sorry but I’m going to have to insist you open the door and keep your dogs at bay. Failure to follow these directions will result in a warrant being placed in the system for you, and possible termination of you and your son’s dogs. Now please open up!”
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Soil To Stain My Soul – Unhinged Poem
Power and promise, a tale untold, a firefly lighting the darkness, my breath it is cold, forgiven is the stranger, lost in the love, open the door to the destitute, father, mother, they grow old, wisdom lost in the dirt, shoved over their heads, a tomorrow unlike today, a tomorrow where we are all dead….
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Webbed Lies Across Your Eyes – Unhinged Poem
A weaving of sickness, wickedness is webbed, frustration silently silenced inside my head, a mirror, a mirage, radiating from within, forgiveness not asked for, a hole in my head, bastard sons, guilty pleasures not noticed, fornicate my pendulum of oppression in forked tongues, gentle is the kisses, without, within, see through the darkness, see me hiding inside this skin…
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Next Big Thing – 50 Word Story
“Then more features were added until this little thing here,” he says holding up a small mobile phone, “was as powerful as this pile of now defunct pieces of equipment.” He says as the camera pans to an assortment of computers, cameras and other once highly sought after electronic devices.
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Slide Towards Smothering Tomorrow – Unhinged Poem
Watch the arms swing with intent to harm, the selfless of selfishness shown as an animated gif, placed in the corner of your screen, so accustomed to the feebleness of today, you ignore the importance of the deceptive nature given fly to authorities, web-sex, roleplaying pornography in pixels, succumb to the violence, masturbate, fornicate inside your mind, hook your genitals up to the cash cow that tickles your cunt, vibrate towards tomorrow, while hell breeds…
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Watching A Clock – Unhinged Poem
Suffocating off the will to be, a window, a mirror, a vision of who I could be, the me that could be me, the impossible fortune, the man I don’t know, the mythical version like the bigfoot of old, the forever lie that I wish could be mine, for to die within the lie, without living the dream, seems pitifully useless, for a lie, with no purpose, a lie without design, is a lie that is no lie at it, it is the truth, that you live within…
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Bracelets and Barricades – Unhinged Poem
Slipping within the nothingness of yesteryear, plotting without knowing, sowing seeds that needed to be grown, a care not given, a sin not sinner, worshipping pussy, masturbating from boredom, a hobby non-existent, a life no life at all, believe the abuser, gender bias murders, a political point, a picture drawn in crayon, a hole dug deep, buried, forgotten, but sins, are ever, never, skin deep…
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Location Unknown – Unhinged Poem
Time lost from my side, it was never there for me, we never saw the images of life there, we wished for time, we wished for me, time took it away from me, time lost the you in you, prose was made for this to be seen, the name, the smile, climb ahead, see the pain, find the name you wished to call, and call it proudly, as the walls close in, and the location, the place, the time, is forever known…
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To Obey Is To Rule – 50 Word Story
Her eyebrow raises, as does her curiosity. “Not your first time here? That’s something I don’t think I’ve ever heard before. Tell me, how many times have you found yourself upon the soiled plains of Earth?”
“It’s so hard to be comfortable in these things,” he says with a smile.
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My Peroxide Whore – Unhinged Poem
Poison the systems of a body already dying beneath your rule, a withered form decaying, rotting as you use it, putrid flesh, clean the skin, chlorinate the stem, the rot is long set in, nothing to cut away, it’s all lost to the distant pleasures of a time now gone, drugs used to keep the body alive, while death has already set in, peroxide whore without a face, tattoo your name across your lips, strap on, and ride it home…
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Don’t Fly Within the Stream of My Mind – Unhinged Poem
A wickedness ten miles long, a thrusting fish, a tight wet thong, a longing for something, a right thing so wrong, the nothing of my memory, the sabotaging of a condom, the badgering, the blackmailing, the child in the middle of the mine field, the smoking gun, the bloody knife, the candle stick, the rope and the fucking pipe, the reasons are many, the rooms lost in place, the versions we tell are all incomplete, for the mirror is empty, the eyes are blind, the whispers are many, my hell is where I sleep…