Loki Wyrd Posted April 8, 2005 Report Share Posted April 8, 2005 Discarded words, fallen from grace atop a flat surface, riddled with scars of moments of anger constricted in a downward thrust. Splintered syllables ending in a cold thud. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
reverie Posted April 9, 2005 Report Share Posted April 9, 2005 (edited) Discarded words? am not sure what you mean? oh wait, do you like literally mean the discarded the words of a piece of writing? Like, "anger constricted" means your ticked off by the word, so you like scribble it out... No wait minute... A picture's forming... *click* I see a writer hunched over a piece of paper.... with several words either scratched out or wore out by eraser marks...prolly a mixture both, eh? The "Anger constricted...splintered...thud" could be a pencil broken with an angry thud as it's brought down hard on the paper before him... Well, that's what I took form it... good job, rev... Edited April 9, 2005 by reverie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loki Wyrd Posted April 9, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 9, 2005 Hoary bird, staring out at me from the eyes of the burlap sack you're perched upon: nevermind the shrug of your companion, for your solidarity he is thankful. Because we know I am passing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loki Wyrd Posted April 10, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 10, 2005 when a fluke brushes against a lightbulb powdery wings ignite with a gradient of thought emanating in a plangent hum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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