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Will you ever
tire of clamping
those greedy fingers around
everything
you see?
No matter how hard
you try you just can't
leave a mark, 'cause
you never did
quite measure up.
This time, when
you stitch that shadow
to your sole -
pull the thread
a little tighter.
who knows how far you'll travel before you find a real companion
tire of clamping
those greedy fingers around
everything
you see?
No matter how hard
you try you just can't
leave a mark, 'cause
you never did
quite measure up.
This time, when
you stitch that shadow
to your sole -
pull the thread
a little tighter.
who knows how far you'll travel before you find a real companion
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A guttural snarl, coarse and strangled
A mechanical creature of
A methodical making
A disaster;
Truly a mistake upon creation
When lungs pumped with air,
Crimson splattered gold
And a desolated city was left to the cold.
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Reykjavik For Lezayre
so slip, i stumble. fumble with the
doorknob and your key falls with me
im falling into - there you are
i see you in
these ports and the sea foam shades
of the fog that parts at dawn the day
before i find myself - here you are
i want to be left alone but -
it was the taste, salty and too sweet
it was too much and my tongue
is not appeasing or the tricks
that tease -
come close. still this one last time
there’s something underneath your
skin steady i want
inside
you - to see, how i memorize you
in every gasp that splits the air around
us and when you cum - crashing
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I used to think myself grand in the face of the abstract.
I thought myself a poet, a knitter of words which together would create something like music to the eyes, drumming its rhythm in time with heartbeats and telling stories of love that almost was—of heartbreak that was very real at the time, and of thoughts that then seemed profound but—looking back—are laughable.
And I missed the words. They always seemed one step (or several steps—perhaps miles) ahead of me, and I wanted to run after them, to delve into their secrets and wade in their meanings. Alas, I was not worthy then, nor now, and whether or not I can eve
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very good. I like the directness.