Plasticby ~huskerPlastic lives and dreams. Hard to break. Breaks too hard. Paper or life? Paper or a dream? Slide and sign. Something from nothing, but it's ours. Longer than we want. Take these dreams. Remove the hurt. Pain is plastic. Plastic is pain. Thank you sir, can I have another? |
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Plastic Plastic lives and dreams.Plastic by ~husker
Hard to break.
Breaks too hard.
Paper or life?
Paper or a dream?
Slide and sign.
Something from nothing,
but it's ours.
Longer than we want.
Take these dreams.
Remove the hurt.
Pain is plastic.
Plastic is pain.
Thank you sir, can I have another?
Object Lesson Young boy. Innocent. Curious.Object Lesson by ~husker
Fields of adventure.
Wandering. Stick in hand, imagination in tow.
In the distance an object. Silent. Still.
Young boy. Innocent. Curious.
Stab with the stick. Nothing. Silence.
Close inspection. Flat. Texture.
What is it? Why is it here? Will it answer?
Tactile senses reveal more.
A softness never felt.
A warmth rarely seen.
It has become a playground.
Imagination. It is paint.
Cover the body to conceal the beauty.
Cover the body, head to toe.
In the distance a cry.
Louder. A voice wavering.
Recognition.
The voice of a mother.
His mother.
Young Boy. Innocent. Curious.
The reply.
"Shit,
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