From: Typhon@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: Plummet
Date: Mon Aug 29 11:12:52 1994
Scream the voicebox severed the children wail the tide
Rushes azure hammering the shore I don't mind
The annihilating wait it burns the needs alive
I don't mind to die

Truth is a tissue barrier the ride of perceptions hide
Leathery and sticks between my teeth I feed but no one
Hears me tell the tale of when I was yound and the sky above was
Framing the world in grey and I stood on top of teh green grey 
Shingles of my roof and stretched out my arms to greet the sky and 
When I fell the silent snap of bone and thwuck of mud underneath
and I smiled

I don't mind to die

When I told her the thing that razed my brain and reduced me to the puppet 
of forces that drove my sould onto the shoals I saw the sky turn onyx and 
I reached out to gently touch it in my pallid hands and she told me that 
we were just friends and I dropped from the peak and my soul exploded 
against the ground and spread out like carnelian dreams
I smiled and proceeded to die

And I don't mind the lie

Don't know what you'd call that....
Typhonb