eulogies

[xmachinax]

today dry leaves gathered in the street, rosy fresh from their deaths

old paintings of space, replaced by photography when possible and tacky computer simulation elsewhere, were wonderful
great draughtsmanship, science and imagination!
science fiction is the real realism
i got laughed at in high school by soap opera watchers
the truth of us is

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[darkrayn]

the rain spills from the sky onto the pavement splashing what is left of my contentment,
while looking down,
i let go of my red plastic heart..