Likewise, it's always nice to chat to other world travellers 🙂

A few more:

“She inserted herself into the group like a glass shard amongst the dishes”

“Their rework of the decor had the same effect as tipp-exing the lines of a new colouring book”

“The show was as culturally relevant as a spanish didgeridoo”

#metaphornityward

There's a bunch here I like and a bunch I haven't listened to which I will now, thanks!
If you want a recommendation I would suggest Boko Yout's Gusto album

17 please

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Part three in my collection of Emaciated entities.

Part of a bigger WIP project: m-gemmell.github.io/Emaciated_En...

A fallen tree with cracks aflame,
Those it touches become like kings.
Shining bright but ultimately put to shame,
For it’ll burn within you, The Lighter of Kindling.

When it courses through you with voltage,
It’ll bequeath you a mighty strength.
Burning through your body in rage,
To pay you’ll go to any length.

Across your skin branching like a tree,
Disguised as an arboreal tattoo.
You know it is a key,
To a power that glows Electric blue.

Red lines, stretch marks,
Appear as your body reconfigures.
Now your trunk is rough like bark,
Traced over with lichtenburg figures.

Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. The great mathematician Fibonacci is in town tonight. Go see him. He’ll sort you out." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... I am Fibonacci." Good joke. Everybody laughs. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.

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Part two in my collection of Emaciated entities.

Who wrote this poem?
It's in my hand.
Did it come from my dome?
I don't understand.

For to enchant others the payment’s your mind,
To be replaced with its inkened blots.
So be content with your fate assigned,
Decided upon by the taker of thoughts.

Body of a plucked goose,
Head of a dried squid.
Our success is just a ruse,
For it'll win with its black liquid.

Lay it atop a down pillow,
And descend to the abyss.
Every thought weighs a kilo,
so write them down as a list.

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Part one in my collection of Emaciated entities.