Redundant yet Necessary

[fauvem]

The fragments known as thought barely register as the body reacts with the rhythmic sound caused by my flesh-wrapped, blood kissed bones dithering cross the keyboard and the true-to-form act known as breathing. The first is redundant to the point of vulgarity as it serves little more than saying "I am here" and the other is more deliberate and delicate to the point of elegance in the resulting bombardment of motions yet still, they pale before those fragments... Quivering, vibrant, echoing yet purely inescapable but will most humbly, they shall be known by there expression witnessed across this forum.

[Dread]

And I respond. New person to new person. Hi there.

[Alpha Maeko]

Hence forth, declare the salutations, forthwith! LEST INTO NETSPEAK WE DIGRESS

[teh hchano]

I feel like I just read a sex novel but I can't quite say why.

[fauvem]

Addressing fellow new person, I've already greeted you but thank you all the same.

Addressing the lesser demon, known as Alpha Maeko, valiant idea, I agree such devolution is a fate to avoid.

Addressing the Vulgar Chick, shall I add you to the list of those expecting me to write one?

[Fattimus Slime]

[Fattimus Slime]

Also, if your blood is kissing your bones all the time, then it's not doing its job delivering oxygen to your brain. I say, whip that lazy ass blood into gear. If you don't discipline your blood, it won't be long before the rest of your body starts slacking off. Your sphincter will start showing up late and taking tons of smoke breaks, and you're all like, Dammit guy, I need to poo, but it's all WHATEVER BOSS IN A MINUTE GOD. You've got places to be, nonsensical quasi-poems to write, you don't have time to sit on the crapper waiting for it to finish its cigarette.

Now everybody is imagining your anus dragging on a Marlboro while you look distinctly uncomfortable.

[fauvem]

I think the collective sanity and wellbeing of my flat-mates hinge on the fact that I'm crazy enough without mind altering substances but not crazy enough to take them as well and the nonsensical quasi-poems write themselves. It's not always deliberate like getting your hands squished (the cause of the blood bone contact). Internal bleeding is never a good thing.

[teh hchano]

Now everybody is imagining your anus dragging on a Marlboro while you look distinctly uncomfortable.

... I wasn't but now I am. Thanks a lot, dick.

[fauvem]

Strange, I didn't get that mental image. I got my vital organs gambling on a cage fight between my nostrils with my anus being the referee but your image is interesting too.