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From TimeOutAtSea

Date: Tue, 24 Aug 1999 0:08:02 -0500

"The sixdegrees 'abattoir group bulletin board' question below has been posted by Alexandra LuLu Orange, a fellow member of the abattoir group, in the Angry Red Planet category."

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beautiful piece of equipment
how many launches in a day
child conceived of love
neurological probability 60%
green sperm
come on you coward
no excuses to fail
850 million
don’t eat that it’s Pluto
clean the spaceship
take a sample from a door handle
blood on the resume
It was the last time we swam together
in this moment everything was possible
belong to a new underclass science
dream in escalators
best test scores show up on your doorstep
the commitment is binding
I know this by heart
genetically superior fate
20/20 paraplegic contact lens
passport not recorded
they take 25% of everything you make
6’1 and growing
where is my pouch
refrigerator full of drunk urine
spiral staircase shaves skin
limit invalid self
mission directors expose death in life
rule out suicide
I appreciate your sacrifice
smash his head with a keyboard
check your nametag
there is nothing between us
cops are crawling
open it up 5 minutes ago
alone in a room for a year
in the attic painting
he has a cloud around him so thick
nobody could tell what was underneath
up there your legs don’t matter
do you want this
I will save some for you
walked in front of a car
unauthorized specimen
motive killjoy
dry eyes
enough of the stick
rip off the entry log
are you the only one who looks up
I had you sequenced
heart failure
here take it
the approach path
marry the eyelash
rent out your spine
you look suspicious
the piano keys follow leads
licking up and down the navigator
I am getting off this ball of dirt
what’s your number
two samples in two days
borrow a ladder
out of line blood from a vein
plunger
this is not the only place we can look
white murder piss
once around the sun
lost pill box
don’t touch his face don’t swallow don’t spit
view him from every angle
I want to be the ocean
10,000 beats overdue
I think she likes us
for someone who was never meant for this world
I will find my exit home