Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Paroled
out of
non-
existance,
via
thoughtless
perpetuation,
agile
lifers
con
narcissus's
foolish
trail.
While
tempera-
pedic
sheep,
viagra
sleep,
we seek
side
streets,
where
windows
waft out
jazz,
booze,
poetry,
dope,
hope.
Here
in the
comfort
of our
darknesses,
eyes
drool
freely
in
the
acrid
smoke
of
burning
rubber
bush.
Snake
armies,
in the
grass,
we are
snipers,
never
fooled
by
the
outcomes
of
stolen
apple
cash.
We
bury
your
hearts
in
graves
of
broken
greed,
because
the only
way
back
home
safely,
is
living.

g
o
o
d
-
s
t
u
f
f

that is a very powerful word list.

this is the bit that hit me the hardest

We
bury
your
hearts
in
graves
of
broken
greed,
because
the only
way
back
home
safely,
is
living.

At my age safety is no longer an issue.

poor Echo
Narcissus gets all the ink

the words put one under the other like that
it's original
but
kinda
hard
to
read

kinda reminds me of robot speech

I did not find it hard to read just a lot of srolling
tricky to try and cut and paste to.
I hardly ever post anything orginal
I am echocistic


But I wonder
now that you mention it
how it would look horizontal
instead of vertical.
I think I will try it that way.
_______________________________________
It worked for me better veritcal

written at 3am in the loneliness of another sleepless morning.
or thereabouts.
I can see where it's a robotic sort of read.
Something captured me, and I just went with it......

Thank youse for readin it....
H

Okay...gotta say...wicked...loved it. Now I know why "C" reads you.
Gonna be reading more of you~Dandy