November 2011
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Fuck Yeah, Poetry!: Launcelot in Hell →
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That noon we banged like tubs in a blast from Hell’s mouth. Axes donged on casques, and the dead steamed through their armor, their wounds frying. Horses screamed like cats, and men ran through their own dust like darks howling. My country went up in flames to the last rick and roof, and the smoke was my own breath in me scorching the world bare. We fought. May the clerk eat his...
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oh good god
i am writing another essay for king arthur class
at first i was going to look at the imagery of light in idylls of the king
but now i’m 400 words in and talking about levels of diegesis and wondering exactly how i got here because this is freaking me out
do i have to start wearing a beret now?! i hope my head isn’t too far up my ass oh god
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maxfuckingbemis:
BRING IT ON, OLD MAN
No, people. Let’s be smart and bring it off.
Oh, so now the talking CHEESE is gonna preach to us!
“what a bullshit!”
– Nocturno Culto - The Misanthrope (via awesomeyoutubecomments)
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“its from batman returns, the most sensitive of all the batmans”
– 6mastera9 on Seal - Kiss from a Rose (via awesomeyoutubecomments)
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