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Twist
01:42 Jul 17 2009
Times Read: 530




Saturday morning cartoons seem to spill onto templates in my head. Rearranged faces and perforated edges that split two personalities. The defining lines fade into something more intricate. Imposed figures dance aimlessly amongst the filtered perversion.



Drowning in non sense I can't seem to grasp anything except insanity. Time seems to wander endlessly. Minutes turn to hours. as nothing seems to get accomplished. Wondering if things are hidden amongst color laden scenery of cradle robbing non sense.