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derekgattoderekgatto Posts: 44
edited December 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
As I start counting deeper...
Your bloods rushing backwards...
Sleepwalking on the moon...
Close your eyes, and melt with me...

Up here, our breathing,
has become heavier...
We are all under now...
I am touching your skin, and the mark has formed...

Release me in your brain...
Like an acid flashback in your spine...
Higher and higher, Icarus...
In this dream... We all have wings...

Now we are free... Indianstyle
With every word, that is spoken...
Deeper and deeper underwater...
Follow the colors in our ocean

In our bloodstreams, we are awoken.




P.s. I love your writers, that have gathered together here.
We have constructed pyramids, in honor of our escape.
post reviews... I love to read them.
This poem is a peice based on hypnosis.
(if read in a trance. the dopamines shall be released.)
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Comments

  • derekgattoderekgatto Posts: 44
    To Derek from derek,
    good peice!!!!!!!!!!!
    (What am I talking to myself?)
  • calliope3129calliope3129 Posts: 1
    You're right it is a GREAT piece!
    Bring on the dopamines.
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Release me in your brain...
    Like an acid flashback in your spine...
    Higher and higher, Icarus...
    In this dream... We all have wings...

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    fuck! that felt good.
  • john girljohn girl Posts: 308
    Originally posted by derekgatto
    As I start counting deeper...
    Your bloods rushing backwards...
    Sleepwalking on the moon...
    Close your eyes, and melt with me...

    Up here, our breathing,
    has become heavier...
    We are all under now...
    I am touching your skin, and the mark has formed...

    Release me in your brain...
    Like an acid flashback in your spine...
    Higher and higher, Icarus...
    In this dream... We all have wings...

    Now we are free... Indianstyle
    With every word, that is spoken...
    Deeper and deeper underwater...
    Follow the colors in our ocean

    In our bloodstreams, we are awoken.




    P.s. I love your writers, that have gathered together here.
    We have constructed pyramids, in honor of our escape.
    post reviews... I love to read them.
    This poem is a peice based on hypnosis.
    (if read in a trance. the dopamines shall be released.)
  • derekgattoderekgatto Posts: 44
    Remember, the ten minutes when you awake,
    and the ten minutes before you enter r.e.m.
    (scientifacally proven trance states.)

    If you read this anytime else....
    Just listen to my words, and follow them.
    (your brain will understand.)
  • derekgattoderekgatto Posts: 44
    Just wanted to stroke my ego.
    (I got ID)
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Originally posted by derekgatto
    Just wanted to stroke my ego.
    (I got ID)

    LOL! Just had to pull it out for a show, huh? :D

    Very cool words, egomaniac. :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • derekgattoderekgatto Posts: 44
    They say computers fry, but mine just
    fired off sparks, than died.
    (like putting metal, in a microwave.)

    Let us all mourn, the passing, of
    one of the oldest, slowest, and bravest
    computers of all time. (sob....)

    (You showed me porn.)
  • derekgattoderekgatto Posts: 44
    "I'm a very lazy, lazy man." Krusty the clown.
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