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i'm gabriel
the intellectual
polyphonal, acetonal
parabol
leave you barely able to follow
said bare and hollow
fusion with volatile molecules
run a mile through the ridicule
i got syllables that ain't billable
this wheat is unmillable
it's almost mathematical
i'm as scary as a square root
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my ex was in mexico. i think there were about five or six christmas parties i was going too.... one of them, there was this gorgeous guy. i mean, just cute and twinky. man. and my mom was helluv trying to hit on him for me. like saying stuff like i could give him a job.... wow. dude and he was hella cute. and, like, my sister and my dad were just sitting on the couches looking over at us with a really concerned expression. they probably saw me resisting the urge to pull the poor dude. or get his phone number or something. lol. it was so tempting that i straight up left early. anyway. yeah. still, five or six holiday parties is way too much.
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Endless Holidays
Gabriel Duncan
Social politics ain't shit
Mix wits with these twits
Might as well skip
To face-lifts
And cheese dips
It's not that this pleasant diversion isn't welcome
The endless social functions
Serve to form fleeting first encounters
With foreign factions of my fraternity
Simply that the frivolity of this moment
And the fragility of our times
Does not mix with this wine
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Hey Everyone,
I wanted to tell you all about this new story I just put up on a blog called "ZOMBIE: The Incident at Bloody Rock." I'm not really good at summaries or whatever but, this what I can tell you:
The cure for HIV makes zombies. But it's got a twist: hosts that had HIV before getting the new zombie virus are more intelligent than hosts who weren't infected with HIV while living.
The story revolves around a dad and his two sons, the youngest of which has HIV. The kid is getting treatment at a remote children's hospital, under the care of a leading scientist in the field who just found the cure. So the people who put the money into the research, and the hospital, and the government, put a bunch of money into a big event that's closed to everyone but some politicians, diplomats, and the family and friends of the patients. The first injections are recorded by news crews and there's a huge dinner.
But something goes wrong. The kids start getting sick, and all need to be put into critical care. Even those who were outpatients get crammed into the Cancer Ward to make space. And it's pretty much all bad from there.
Check it out if you're interested.
And, uh.... If you're thinking this sounds like that movie, "I Am Legend", all I have to say is this is different. If you read the book that movie was based on, you'll find out it the main character thought the zombies were vampires, and he used the "N" word a lot. Plus, the dude had some issues to begin with. And he wasn't a scientist at all. There was no science at all in the book. So yeah.
I'm mainly influenced by stuff like the Resident Evil series, 28 Days Later, 28 Weeks Later, The Return of the Living Dead, Shaun of the Dead and other more contemporary works. (Though how that skinny dude got through that one movie with a double-barreled shotgun is beyond me. The reload rate on that is ridiculously slow. Zombieland was the name, right?) Okay... World War Z was pretty cool. But I digress.
ZOMBIE: The Incident at Bloody Rock
Check it out.
--Gabe
Surviving Complexity, Afloat of Perplexity
in Poets' Corner
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Surviving Complexity, Afloat of Perplexity
I kick the rhyme's perplexed
may pick me last
i'll pick you next
may have fallen down
but i'm not out yet
there's a million different paths I could have chose
should have pressed the brakes
but never could slow my roll
ended in the hospital
diagnosis was terminal
that was in november
and no I don't wish him ill at all
we were playing with fire
I do admire
everything and everyone
but when the lights had faded
and everyone had gone
I was left with a thing
that would grow unlike an analogue
no dialogue to explain
the things inside my brain
I felt it growing inside
before I got the gram stain
I didn't know its name
but the western blot came
so I called it bill
and made him my enemy
no matter what my friend did to me
won't do well to stew
dwell and I will be through
I stand alone
to face defeat
if I don't get up
on my feet
I was born fighting
and dammit i'll die fighting too
this ain't about glory
it's what I have to do
one day at time
one foot in front of the other
there is no line
this is not over
left, right
left, right
I will survive
through the dismal days
and darkest nights
left, right
left, right
I will never lose
the will to fight