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SITTING so little is so… This little
would-be bride in a Kind of cellophane
yellow-red candy dress
like misery reaching
its hand tearing fine
garments of feelings I am becoming
millions of broken shards of
eyes that find me so disgusting
blue windows – pink rooftops
dirt, sunrises,sewage ditches
and the petals of picked dying flowers
upon my refrigerator ~~ (i use to have purpose)
My eyes still blind from prehistoric light
while the screams and moans of assaulting life
rant through Gotham! With no voice!
:: 06-11-2015 ::
rev: 07102020
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LOVE my love never dies
sometimes weak but you keep
a fire lit between us
In the night such a might
between us
in the night such strength
bequeath us
such delight the arrow
of Cupid binds us
as one
Never leave but believe
such a gift so rare
is Our Love.
:: ~~ ::
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FORGIVE me that i know:
yes is a pleasant country —
while floating within a deep
blue sea ; who is your master?
THE voices sit me before a
grand window opened wide
to smell summer heat and
burning petals are a jumble of
flowers bathed in blue air and
fire. Every living thing is
heavy-breathing and bewitched
and terrible; the World consumes
and rebirths beauty in her blossoms
of rose-rich honey.
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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THE bed a crime scene of sorts
a passion spilled in sweat
willingly i go – to my death
he comes to me in the night
a sword sharpened by lust
and thrusts it into my soul
mother, i’m ready to come home
but the line between pain & pleasure
is small compared to the pleasant death
the coroner will say an untimely passing
but my murderous lover knew the timing
each plunge of his knife ever deeper
— // —
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small GIANT lover like me
alone ]\]
little locked cedar box
i am was like-always
trapped%caught
within your flesh
and tender h e art
oh hey oh wait…
i am smaller(wondrous-YET)
now! oh! inside a forever priceless
Soul i walk like a f i n e S t a l l i o n
inside? INVITED warmth Orchard
ANGEL’S hair & babies breath/!\
i am the bleeding broken hymen
of your precious Heart\ oh hey wait!
i have scars oh my goodness girl__
like when the evening hushes the Day’s
Light oh you’re invited so invited
unto my private mind&Heart.
never A complaint!
listening to this night
:: 07.03.20202 ::
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A WORLD too much – – so morning broken
sun and soon the place of much:
a waste of beautiful powers: that we see
spending sweet wages upon vaporish
fantastical wishes;
Romeo as Juliet — little light of Nature
that might have been like the fresh Sea
bares creation through destruction — sand castles
of me less forlorn;
Oh sweet new faults teaching me i am a new born
what moves us is not but through Great God
hearts out of tune; my mind is not evening
but morning’s eager Triton who blows his
wreathed horn. Fresh from Eternity Unto
This World.
:: 06.22.2020 ::
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TOO TASTE SPACELESS NOW
purple heart hazelnut eyes
a beautiful world
& how they all crawl
upon your skin: a nuclear
field /so i have never had
that much time…, feeling
brain-traffic as you fly
back into space-time; sweet
naughty girl my Emily D.
:: 05.03.2020 ::
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Ok, I know so promise me
you’ll mind the facts:
– it wasn’t alive
– it was promised to the night
– it’s head has no heart
Like your MouthIS everywhere
no innocence; just Weird &
so White::she spats in little
bits, “I’m rich I’m fancy”
(man on horn: blue mercury
llup revo — pull over (YOUR
mouthIS everywhere) and her
head is full of EVERMore |
ok, i know so promise me…
:: 03.30.2020 ::
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It’s a complicated world
ruled by pain and fear
Everything’s ‘will you swim
or will you fade’
the smallest things
hold us back
the madness outside
these walls
are nothing compared
to what’s within my halls
Brain traffic: s/o confused
grid-locked & neurotically fused
Drain my Soul
Brain traffic: over/used
fear-porn-fed till your dead
then Life’s on hold
it’s all Inside your head
BRAIN DEAD.
:: 03.27.2020 ::
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We’re dying meat all inside
unexpressed confessions so,
kill me /dark deep dive
all for your pleasure re-
gardless of type of weather:
we guard your dying MEat
always dying for your meat’s
car-crash weather/we live or
die is not a question for any
Soul\
:: 03.22.2020 ::
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