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threeplusfire) wrote2012-06-19 08:16 am
threeplusfire) wrote2012-06-19 08:16 am
God is in the machine, god is in the rain
Did you ever smell the rain - The humidity in the air?
Did you ever feel the pain - Depending on what you will dare?
Sometime this morning, it rained. James liked the sound of the rain.
Because radiomancy is the only faith I practice right now, I turned the shuffle on while I stomped the pavement with that sweet smell of cold water and hot concrete filling my nose. There was Funker Vogt's "Date of Expiration" -
Great expectations
But the end is so near
A strange iteration
And soon it starts again
Then it was Grendel all the way down, screaming songs, and I kept going until the pain in my feet was closer to the pain in my chest. The only way out is through.
Did you ever feel the pain - Depending on what you will dare?
Sometime this morning, it rained. James liked the sound of the rain.
Because radiomancy is the only faith I practice right now, I turned the shuffle on while I stomped the pavement with that sweet smell of cold water and hot concrete filling my nose. There was Funker Vogt's "Date of Expiration" -
Great expectations
But the end is so near
A strange iteration
And soon it starts again
Then it was Grendel all the way down, screaming songs, and I kept going until the pain in my feet was closer to the pain in my chest. The only way out is through.
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Even though I hadn't seen James in years, he kept a part of my world. Now I'm the only one left who remembers certain moments and the weight of that hurts.
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