Chemistry warsCeliaChemistry wars
Celia, nothing rhymes with your name What a shame. You suck at naming compounds. My IQ is over one gajillion Yours is zero Because you do zero ( i.e. you get zero for doing zero) Come to my calculus party We’ll do some hardcore homework with milk and cookies But don’t be too loud ‘cause mum might wake up. Nichrome wire is placed in your ear It adds to the extent of which I fear This drink of Alan’s looks like your ‘ranga hair It causes me to stair The absentee sheet holds your name On days like these I feel no
Suggest a Decent Title?Maybe we didn’t always get on, but at least we were there for each other. There were times where we wished the other were frozen under 15,000 feet of steaming magma, and others where we were closer than a rock and a hard place. But things have changed. She is gone.Suggest a Decent Title?
A few days before she was due to fly out of my life, I went to visit her. Towering, broad-leaved plants greeted me at the door. I tripped over the steps. Ash and gold speckled pebbles rolled over the cliff of concrete, on a suicide mission to heaven. While I was bending down to return the wayward pebbles back to their place, the door opened.
Looking
Journey homeIt's dry out here. Dusty under a hot blue sky Burnt skeletons of eucalypts Bowed in supplication Acceptance Under the sun's indifferent eye Or stretched towards empty heavens. Pale, cinder streaked arms hurling defiance at the gods. Or pleading for rain, Just a drop, To wash sand-bound feet.Journey home
Parallel lines gleam Quicksilver serpents carrying on their backs eels of a magnificent size. Fat and sleek Metal flanks distended in gluttony Bursting at the seams People Luggage Thoughts Emotions Memories All ignorin
The BluesThere's only one thing to do when you've got the blues... Blues.. How could anyone relate that to a colour? But I guess salty blue darkening to purple that tastes like a cloudy nightThe Blues
in the city smoking that last cigarette before the last bus carries you off
into the night and how right now you wish to hell Edith Piaf's 'Ne Me Quite Pas'
or Oliver Nelson's 'Stolen Moments' was broadcasted over a universal
loudspeaker so everyone in the world can know how good this one night is
seems like too much of a long name, ja? Although Blues doesn't quite sum it up. It is a co
Universe is closed
Hump
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