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		<title>Lex</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why
won&#8217;t you just tell me
what you want?
I want to give it,
deliver it,
peacefully and willingly like a lover of your
life style.
We&#8217;ll
look all distant like I
didn&#8217;t want it to happen.
But i did as
much
as you did.
You fucking son of a bitch.
]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/lex/</link>
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		<title>America</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I feel the push creeping in now
like a bad habit
in the pulse of a new breed.
You want to stop the assimilation
as much as i want to
create uncomfortable commitment.
It&#8217;s all focusing on dismal truths
so much i think you love
to see yourself squirm in denial.
what happened to indifference?
you used to be so good
at ignoring the genius of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/america/</link>
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		<title>Paris</title>
		<description><![CDATA[They&#8217;re always renovating here.
The guts are stripped out and reimagined.
Slimy tendrils falling silently on the butcher&#8217;s floor.
Smell of feces.
It lingers in the air
and I&#8217;m unable to discern its origin.
You say it&#8217;s par for the course
and I look out imagining what the whole city would look like
if it were burned
down
to the ground.
I smile and hold your [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/paris/</link>
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		<title>Deathbed</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Ingrained in all my thoughts
is a flower of hopelessness. Bright and blurry -
sticky with a sweet ambrosia of indifference.
You cradled me and loved me
when all you could think of was to give me
away to the blackness in my fathers heart.
Greatness is the weather,
you said &#8211; while struggling to breathe. And I believed
you while you looked [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/deathbed/</link>
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		<title>You</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Pain you claim to be invisible. A
sacrifice for dead devotion.
Once you thought you knew a right
from wrong
and now
all you know
is how to bring a bottle
to your lips. It&#8217;s all slipped in
to oblivion.
You&#8217;re worth the wrapping
on the glass. Stuck
with more thought
than you gave the son who served it.
A child of ambivalence. A spawn of
wasted generations.
A seedling [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/you/</link>
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		<title>Yesterday</title>
		<description><![CDATA[yesterday
with your mouth in my fist
i found
a whole new way to
communicate
with my freedom. Fucking
kill
the easiness you have
with
telling me I&#8217;m not worth living.
You like to feel like
you&#8217;re in control
and i like to feel like I&#8217;m out of my
mother fucking mind
once in a while.
My decision to feel
is the same
incision i make into my skills of self deprecating [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/yesterday/</link>
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		<title>Dream #11 &#8211; Danny Becomes the Legend</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Start from the beginning and read Dream #1
They biked up to the tower.
He waited just out of ear&#8217;s reach with a shaking of his shoulders and a shimmy of his head. The cold shivers filtered up through his body and he knew that fear was just a chemical reaction then &#8211; that he could overcome [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/dream-11-danny-becomes-the-legend/</link>
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		<title>Untitled #29</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m definitely indebted to your casual
hate.
I wish it were that easy for the rest of us little fakes.
Do you ever look
inside
and find that we are all
like
bloated little frogs
on the steps of
coroneted weaklings?
Looking up all dead inside;
seeing all
the open eyes of
self indulgent
superficial fucking mirrors?
I lick my &#8211;
you lick mine
like i was
not inside
a covenant of twelve.
We look [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/untitled-29/</link>
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		<title>Cue it</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Still I want it. Still
you laugh and i can&#8217;t help but
love.
Breathe
like a super awesome black incendiary call of higher magnitude.
Still you call and I can&#8217;t
help but answer.
This is momentary, but all i want.
Look,
it&#8217;s all falling apart.
Like predicted except you&#8217;re looking all hopeful. My face is
blank
and wanting you to take control.
But I&#8217;m all out of weakness [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/cue-it/</link>
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		<title>Calling</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I agree
you wanted me
to be a
super exasperated movement of me.
But I keep failing and
I want it all to
fall down on top of me.
So it doesn&#8217;t fall on top of you. You are
the world to me but I can&#8217;t
bring myself to bring you in to existence
just yet.
You&#8217;re contagious and following.
You&#8217;re sleeping inside of my wallowing.
You&#8217;re all [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://skinblade.com/push/calling/</link>
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