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Plaasilly!
Often I am not alive
Wise,
But a cupcake sprinkle controls
Not its destiny.
What if no one eats it?
Polysaccharides and fluff-dessert
Would not mind, could not care.
Icing, with age, degenerates
And tumbles into dripping strings.
Similar to colorful coloring and polish,
This volcano of a destitute, stale cupcake would wait.
And forever it would do so.
Its make-up, its ingredient is Age, and it deteriorates.
Should it deter this core, non-existence awaits.
As cupcakes may be baked, they may be masticated
Into nothing, and remade by more Age.

Such is life law and thy beauty and thy flaw.
DJ Insomnia
Where?
Insomnia's cause,
An artist, genesis harbinger?
Art thou unholy
In a mute dimension
Seeking nothing at all?

Nothing at all?

DJ Insomnia in an instant,
A window of one second,
Viewed a light, white,
Viewed the heavens
And clouds and notes precipitating sound.
Viscious, nothing was, and
Her ears had no arms.
There were no movements,
Only faces of vigor
That had shuffled as Aces,
Then were paused for hand
Turning a table.

In an instant,
A window of one second,
Owned Insomnia a single name
Whose grace, a poetic touch,
Could never be sung in the real world.
It as a word did not deserve the title.

In an instant,
DJ Pre
Heliocentrism parted ways with
Solidarity
The moment multi-colored prism
Descended to the dubstep ballroom,
Reminding Clarity of its absence.

The tunes, inventive talkers,
Said of walkers still in place
They would drill them into dancing
That would saw in half the pace,
That would double osseous motion
To a Dionysus-prancing
Promoting locomotion.

Nomenclature wavered
A song list, lyrics
Possessing the caramel
Caressing
Sweet chocolate treats.
Every other bass line
She'd delete,
DJ Pre admiring perfection,
Perfection being the concrete force of music
Contorting her assembly
Into awkward-ity's rejection.

The injection of
Distraction
Eternity, worst word I swear
Proven by its plague.
The afterlife in chains with common sense as lock,
Optimism as key.
You see, I cannot sleep, cannot slumber
Without despair of the thought
That not a consequence befalls us
In departure.
What if there is nothing there?

It is impossible to comfort this
Or put my mind to rest.
I love living to an infinite degree;
Why should death come out of me?
I don't want to flood the minds of others
With this truly terrible, uncensored thought,
But knowledge leads to sorrow, yes?
I now believe what I should,
What I ought.

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Mood: Joy ~Paxiya Dec 11, 2012  Student Digital Artist
I like it but its a bit to small.
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~DingoPatagonico Dec 10, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
well done! X3
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