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4. Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog
5. Garth Marenghi's: Dark Place
6. Dead Set
   
7. Underbelly
   
8. Jericho
   
9. Generation Kill
   
10. Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip
11. Flashforward
12. Southland
13. Brotherhood
14. better off Ted
15. Modern Family
16. Kings
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

The Whistling.

Part I: Dropping.

 

We were songbirds in a lost dream,

Somewhere on a beach, between the icy glades,

Siphoning off minute bits of reasoned time,

For the lewd battles that lay ahead,

With sand beneath our feet,

And Sand in our hair,

Sand in our teeth,

Sands' light reflections

Suddenly laid bare.

 

We were drinking and sinking

Into a silver oceanic chalice,

There was wet sunlight everywhere,

Wet sunlight glazing off our skins,

Falling into our eyes,

Dropping onto our tongues,

We could taste it

The sunshine and cyan,

We could surf the paved liquid tunes,

But nothing mattered, not in least

As we walked towards the beast,

Hand In hand and shrinking

All our sensations blinking,

It was our overtime.

 

 

Part II : Floating .

 

There was quiet under the water,

Safety and subtly,

Like in the womb of the sea goddess

We were worshipping then,

While we lay afloat,

Under the blue crush,

The steel rush,

The moon flashing us

Its sensation staligtile visions,

Shooting white arrows at us under the bubbles,

Arrows of light and pastel shine,

Arrows, electric.

 

We were floating,

On currents,

Floating nowhere,

Floating everywhere,

Floating together.

 

 

Part III: Descending

 

There was snow beneath our feet,

Scratching us in recognition,

Of the cold that seeped

Into our minds and sides,

In recognition of the thawing,

Of the descending,

Of the de-peaking.

 

White from below, white from above,

White from the sides, white from the rides,

White forms,

White foams,

White devils and white Gods,

White clouds frothing

Into the white snow,

The light was white,

The light was flying beneath us,

Into a kaleidoscope of colours,

Some dirty, some clean,

Some shimmered,

While some gleamed,

All victims of an

Inverted white magic,

We were preying on the whistling.

 

Part IV : Awakening

 

I heard you take out your wings,

I heard you flutter,

I heard the whistling,

I heard the sizzling.

I heard us sail

Through the moon light,

Through the laced liquid dynamite,

I heard me take out my wings,

I heard me flutter,

I heard the whistling.

I heard us whistling…