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StoryTuesday Sonnet: The Wisdom of the Old john_silver416 years 3 months ago
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Cherry

Six ways to kill yourself in art

‘Real genius means pushing the boundaries between death and art’ Inspired by: bukharinwasmyfavouritebolshevik Six ways to kill yourself in art (26th June 2008, 2.29pm, 27th June, 9.09am)

Receiver

Receiver (26th June 2008, 12.34pm) Your eyes, fragile blue, wilting over a frozen smile, lips locked in anger, unable to alter. You can’t, quite, bring yourself to move,
Cherry

Ex-stranged

Ex-stranged (26th June 2008, 10.30am) As I look at you, I cannot imagine doing those things we used to behind closed doors; the urge is gone to rid you of your clothes
Cherry

Drawn Like Knives

Drawn Like Knives (25th June 2008, 11.05am) Your innocence shaded in pencil by artistry greater than mine. I suppose I am pen and ink, just a series of stark little lines: blunt.

Silence?

Silence? (20th June 2008, 11.08am) The silence echoes with the sound of whispers; faintly, the sound of music drifts across the desks and giggles held deep under escape from breaths;

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