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TargetsThe crack, boom of the shot’s report echoes across the mountain bowl like a peal of thunder. The great bear stumbles, tripping over its front left paw, and collapses into the heather. A man raises his eye from twelve times magnification to one. In the distance he sees a heap of brown fur partially submerged in purplish green. He has been holding his breath, now exhaling with a low whistling sound. He slides his rifle’s bolt back and then quickly forward, loading another 7.62mm cartridge into the chamber. He expects a second shot. His eye returns to the scope, but there is no movement to be seen other than fur ruffling inTargets
by ~young-blood
TimeAll gone to look for AmericaTime
That’s what keeps playing
In my head
In the Vienna railway station A barefooted African stretches
In his intentionally uncomfortable seat
Move on
Move on the seat says Mine has a bit more padding But it still keeps insisting
I get going Go find somewhere else To be comfortable
This is a place of movement Of exotic travel The departures board clicks
Like a mad clock Or a cloud of locusts Always telling me exactly
How to get out of here The African’s polished cane falls
Along with
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Beautiful Technologyreboot.Beautiful Technology
erase everything--the good, the profane, the ugly, help me to forget what it was like to forget.. flash me.
disconnect my wires, unhook my soul and watch me power down, into a dreamless, quiet, dizzy swirl of black on black.
only to flick my switch and pump my juice, listen to my rattling yawn, and don't look so surprised--i've been used before, remember?
in fact, i've been used many times..parts of me burnt and replaced, others ripped out while they were still wet with life and beating.
it's a blessing..and a curse and sometimes i want to meltdow
by ~xxannaxx
Living in the land of Fog.deviantID
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Dallas
- Interests: Sailing, climbing, vague detachment
- Favourite movie: Empire of the Sun
- Favourite band or musician: Massive Attack/The Beta Band/Radiohead/The Bad Plus/MosDef/Beastie Boys/Astronautilus/JJCale/Greyboy
- Favourite genre of music: Jazz, not so unconnected as you might think. Check out 'The in Sound From Way Out'
- Favourite poet or writer: Kurt Vonnegut; the mad monkey himself
- Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams, overused but only becuse of absolute beauty
- Shell of choice: Conch
- Skin of choice: My own, it covers my body
- Favourite game: Half-Life: yes, still after so many years
- Personal Quote: I have highly developed instincts...and right now they're telling me I have no idea what's going on.
- Tools of the Trade: Fuji S602Z, blithe smirk
- Email: young-blood@comcast.net
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Melancholy is delicious even when it starts to spoil.
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'Don't walk in front of me
I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me
I may not lead.
Walk beside me
and be my friend.'
A. Camus
Sincerely,
Alexis
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Melancholy is delicious even when it starts to spoil.
thats how it goes, 'im just out for some cigs, he said....'
jk hope youre well
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If my thoughts are good or evil
Set me think to hide them not.
-Blanche Bridge-
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Melancholy is delicious even when it starts to spoil.
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If my thoughts are good or evil
Set me think to hide them not.
-Blanche Bridge-
LOL Thanks, dude. That's the best compliment I've had today (been one of those days, Christian)
Lee
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