Ketamine Hydrochlorideby ~halfhaggisI'm grieving. But no-one has died I'm hurting. But I find no wound I'm angry. But there's no-one to blame I'm vengeful. Who deserves my wrath? She's drugged. Abandoned in the club Her drink has betrayed her She's raped? The tests do not say so No clear way to tell though She's ill. Feels weary all day now Curse the pill that AIDS her And so I grieve I ache I rage I avenge? Do you deserve my wrath? |
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Ketamine Hydrochloride I'm grieving.Ketamine Hydrochloride by ~halfhaggis
But no-one has died
I'm hurting.
But I find no wound
I'm angry.
But there's no-one to blame
I'm vengeful.
Who deserves my wrath?
She's drugged.
Abandoned in the club
Her drink has betrayed her
She's raped?
The tests do not say so
No clear way to tell though
She's ill.
Feels weary all day now
Curse the pill that AIDS her
And so
I grieve I ache I rage
I avenge?
Do you deserve my wrath?
Seeking in the Desert The wind gusts intermittently, lifting up mists of sand which swirl about Gustav's legs – occasionally the sand wafts higher, stinging his cheeks. Gustav doesn't mind though. The sand that gets into his eyes, causing them to burn and water confirms that his bodily functions still operate. Nothing else does. All that Gustav is certain of is his mind. It still runs along the shore, searching for inspiration in the sand.Seeking in the Desert by ~halfhaggis
Gustav and the stool he sits upon are the only elements that break the monotony of the dunes. Not even a shadow disturbs the dusty-white-brown surface. The heat of the sun overhead beams down.
UV-A and UV-B slow-roast Gustav's
The Note Everyone falls down sometime. And when it's your turn, everyone else tells you to get back up on that proverbial horse that threw you in such a proverbial manner.The Note by ~halfhaggis
What they failed to comprehend when they gave me the horse lecture was that I am not a proverbial person. I, being real (or at least that is how I perceive myself ) am quite incapable of riding on the back of a concept. Even if I could get on to a proverbial horse, I wouldn't. Simply because I might fall off; and hitting the ground is going to hurt.
Now these fools who believe a collection of proverbs and idioms to be a sort of bible will be quick to tell me that, in a proverbial
Mathematics "It doesn't matter what is in your head, it's what you put on the page.Mathematics by ~halfhaggis
"The marker cannot read your mind. He doesn't know what you are thinking; he can only read what you have written. Did you answer the question correctly? Was your method correct? That sort of thing."
"I panicked during the exam. I went blank. Nothing worked out right. What the hell am I supposed to do?"
"Work on your exam technique, young man. It's all exam technique. You must be able to put what you have in your head down on the page."
Frustrated, hopeless and angry, the young man did just that. He accidentally messed on the desk, floor and walls, though.
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