Nebula

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miltank
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Nebula

Unread post by miltank » 18 Oct 2012, 22:03

I swim through endless space
hanging stars by tiny necks
installed many clusters throughout darkness
and in the distance there is something blue
I have never seen this before
the blue planet and it's pet moon
I tried to hang the stars, but couldn't ignore
there I was, knees tucked under chin
I watched this planet turn
did someone put this here for me?
I stared and wondered with idle hands
it was lovely
and I said goodbye
I had things to do
reaching in my pockets, I felt nothing
the stars snuck out and hanged themselves
there were too many too soon
I smashed the stars
and ate their young too

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Kaitsu
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Re: Nebula

Unread post by Kaitsu » 20 Oct 2012, 10:37

So, you had a child and aborted it.

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Synnthetic
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Re: Nebula

Unread post by Synnthetic » 20 Oct 2012, 11:08

How the fuck did you get abortion from this? I didn't even think there was an underlying message in this.

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Kaitsu
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Re: Nebula

Unread post by Kaitsu » 20 Oct 2012, 20:16

Exactly. There's nothing she ever does makes sense anyways. :3
So I wouldn't be surprised if she had a child and aborted it.

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Synnthetic
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Re: Nebula

Unread post by Synnthetic » 21 Oct 2012, 01:01

I'd abort it if I had one so young. But I don't have to worry about kids because I don't like sex. I also don't have a vagina.

EDIT: So, Jess, what's this poem thing actually about?

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miltank
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Re: Nebula

Unread post by miltank » 23 Oct 2012, 00:38

When I make art, it speaks for itself to other people.
Even though when I make something, I don't want it to speak at all because there is nothing to be said. So I move on to other art.
I get distracted with other things, like the world. I can't tell most people that my art has no meaning. So I let them decide because they're going to anyways.

I draw random shit and people try to give it deep meaning. This poem in itself is something I've created but didn't want it to speak.

If that all makes sense. ;A ;

As for the abortion thing, I've never had one. It would be sad to get to that point.
Synnthetic wrote:I also don't have a vagina.

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