A HUNDRED POEMS – LXIX

MY heavy silent voice the lush-lust flesh of lost paradise.
Midnight Insane. As war that tore centuries of Nations my
beautiful one. I die(d) many times and here I stand firmly
attesting love and await you — love forEVER through time.
I ate my sanity to save my love which keeps me
– my heavy silent voice, forever and then much more
WAITING FOR YOU.

Since we’re gone.
Since we’re gone.
The sun never needs to rise.

Going grocery shopping and mass confusion
selecting which eyes we choose: blue, brown,
green, or black? A mass production | how she keeps her nails
clean. i TRY SO FUCKING HARD to remain sane! It erases
all my energy to wait until my Angel visits.

Oh, it’s just a fucking alibi. One spirit messing with another 🙂
Oh, i eat orange dream skies my love, my love, oh how i eat
my love. Oh! My love ? My love. | She ran so lost her garter
and while I was crusing blue lit road she called / sweet lip’d
word of life: come save me. Hmm. Upon the edge of night
i ensured I’d confuse myself. Female batman called me. Let it die.
Homeginize , desensentize, all safe in the end — it’s all you are>:
do you have to always end? Oh Candy. Sweet heart’d tooth may need
you so.

:: 06-10-2014 ::