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LADYShe had me at 'hello world'.. and as she twirled,
It was like an earthquake.. She shook my world.
She's the CSS to my HTML files, I really don't lie,
It's like my Sublime Text editor with butterflies.
When she's around I lose my ability to decrypt.
She got a lisp, as smexy as the language LISP,
Admittedly it's mostly awkward,To her I'll give my root password.
She's the distro that patches with my Kernel,
Just hearsay, her dad's a strict colonel?!
I think of her, when my program's compiling,
Often otherwise , now I keep smiling..
Like a typical murderous SQL injection attack,
She blew me away, and all of my database-stack.
She's the ISO to my vitrual machine,
Virtual box or vmware, She's my caffeine..
Until I upgraded to 8 gigs of RAM, my system was utterly frozen,
Now I'm befuddled, more like a deadly-unavoidable protozoan.
I don't know if it's just a crush, or anything plus..
But I probably wanna know her, like I know C++.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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