Coffee stains form brown continents
Empty cups, like shrines to Mercurius,
Stand in clusters on his desk
Among debris of tobacco and dust
The computer's hum, like a mantra,
Is the buzzing sound of his head
Is the sour itch in his eyelids
Caffeine shaking fingers on the keyboard
Outside, the song of birds
Reminds of hours spent awake in the dark
A parenthesis between night and day -
Too late to sleep too early to rise














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brown continents, skal det være brune kontinenter? Jeg var litt usikker.
Det var hvertfall en fin tekst.
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just nod your head and say"yes mistress"
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End the tedium of modern existence - death to the Undermen.
From brown continents, hadde jeg lest og tenkte at jaja, kaffe kommer jo fra Afrika og slikt. Mentalt notere å ikke kommentere dikt midt i eksamenslesinger mer
Godt dikt var det uansett.
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just nod your head and say"yes mistress"
I enjoyed this one.
I had to read it twice to get what you were referring to.
Clever way of talking about wasting time on the computer,
I never would have thought such an event would make for good poetry.
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I'm not going to ask you to,
but it would be nice,
if my gallery had visit from you.
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End the tedium of modern existence - death to the Undermen.
"I never would have thought such an event would make for good poetry."
Anything is good for poetry, what matters is that it's strong.
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The skies are magnificent, have there ever been a people magnificent as such?
Just for the record, I remember a LAN where we were playing Unreal Tournament the whole night; the only thing keeping me awake was the constant rush of adrenaline
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"I think that Digimon and Pokemon should be introduced into the science curriculum in schools and universities... Is I am nots smart?"
Here is how you can use caffeine as the psychoactive poison it really is:
1. Put 10-15 teaspoons of Nescafe in a cup. Add sugar liberally as the taste will be less god-awful and the sugar fuels the kick.
2. Fill the remainder of the cup with hot water, preferrably 75 degrees C.
3. Stir it together with a broken pencil (or by all means use a teaspoon, if you're into that sort of thing). The consistency should be a bit thicker than water. If it is still too warm to drink quickly, let it cool off a little more.
4. Making sure the stuff is still warm, recite the 8 Rules of Fight Club in a fascist manner, while visualizing various scenes from the film. Don't take too long or the coffee will cool down.
5. Pour the motherfucker down as quickly as possible, avoiding its prolonged contact with the tongue. The stuff tastes horrible, but be a brave villain and drink it all.
6. Drink at least 3 full glasses of water, the first to remove the taste and the two others to compensate for dehydration.
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End the tedium of modern existence - death to the Undermen.
But it sounds like a slightly neat experiment; so I might try it once. By the way, if you feel like you have some time on your hands this weekend, I'd just say that I'll be dropping down to Oslo for a nice li'll Halloween party. I know you're busy, but if you can spare some time, it'd be really neat to meat you again ^^
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"I think that Digimon and Pokemon should be introduced into the science curriculum in schools and universities... Is I am nots smart?"
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