Pain and need war within
Desiring to be desired
Sweet memories of sweet tastes
Shaken the pieces rearrange
Reborn in the changes
Walk forth renewed
Poems
Linguistic Side show
Twisted stalks waive the fetid air
Puffed breadth forced out of lungs
Glasses coifed, lick her sliding down
Mugs painted and fire blooms
Paneful looks, with haunted eyes
In the debts of the Nose and the knots
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False reflection
There is a moment of perfection before
it all goes perfectly wrong
A moment of reflection
Where the past hangs light and the future looks bright
But it’s all crashing down
This edifice of happiness brought low
Spinning plates and broken smiles
crocodile tears brought tale of woe
Desolate in the crashing waves
Sink below and drown
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Ancient worship
Pain, crimson and guileless
spills across your skin
arcing in raised Nazca lines
worship to my goddess
writ in pleasure and copper tainted air
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Gifts at twilight
the world as it is not mine to give
so I’ll give you my self and make of it a world in which to live.
There’s choices beyond my control
And life takes us turning
But it’s all just this yearning
This burning
This foolish heart
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Solar flare
The corona of the sun
Terminus line in my heart
Demarcation between the shadows of the past and the slim chance at future
always looking into the sun
Spots and after images swimming
but it trained me to see even when the
walls are washed out and I’m blind
It trained me to see with my heart instead of my eyes
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Lips
Kissing you is epiphany and apology
Taste of resin and smoke
Taste like coming home
Every apology that comes slipping out of you
Finds my lips on your’s
Giving you the only absolution you need
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Lightning strike
A heart cries out in pain
The thunder rolls
In resonance, we burn
Look up, you are not alone
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My miss
The soft breathe of the world abrades my skin
As I stand triumphant before the moon
Shadowed service
Shrieks and screams
Eyes watching from deep corners
Her eyes look up in solemn worship of her Sir
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Ode to sorrow
there, into darkness, I walk
kiss me, taste me
the moment stands still
just me, just you
alone
Pelgris 