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Tea-stains
Tea-stains The afternoon rips our arms apart,The snowdrop calls for the hare,the river unbegottenand forgotten of our namesand dead still inside the potwaiting at the stovetop,a heartbeat of memory,a minute-long placewhere the tea has staineda bruised heart,a wavelength of quietlysneaking in the extra teaspoon of sugarinto the world,the lunch that’s never early,the bite that’s never… Continue reading
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Goodnight, Penelope
*Image from Wikipedia Goodnight, Penelope Down by the river I step on a mollusk as he slurps on a reed; while utter nonsense takes the world for granted, a great silence wants to go to hell, myself an accident on purpose it sees these organs, mine, sans me, scooped up by the wind, unhinged like… Continue reading
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The Eternity Syndrome
*Image found HERE The Eternity Syndrome Certainly it would not pen the cry of no millennia into the thousand year old bourbon of it’s blood; the equinox vertebrae, the cut-out bruto, the white. You would not be it’s exo – the sky-scrapers hum, friction is a basement band and bones do not dream. The skeletal… Continue reading
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Blood cells grow apart in small apartments
*Image found HERE *Translation updated, and is down below! Blood cells grow apart in small apartments In their mother’s petticoats and sans handkerchiefs they gathered round the glaced oak corpse; Nylon and smoke strangling the cheap perfume out of the air – the rosemary, the dirt, the painted nails, the ancestral glare lurking from the… Continue reading
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Curse you, Charles Bukowski
*Image found HERE Curse you, Charles Bukowski Curse you, perverted old man, And your blackened fields of wheat That preach corrosion and curl Better then your lips ever did. Because of you I pine Looking down at the sidewalk, Because of you I collect dropped coins And throw them from bridges Like a damn granter… Continue reading
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How do I tell you?
*Image found HERE. It won’t speak much reason to the reader, but it is the only picture of the place I managed to find. This poem is dedicated to my best friend, Ikarus. How do I tell you? That’s what we are, then? Limners with no diploma, strayed through eons who pierced masts on porches… Continue reading
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The Song of Morana
*Image found HERE The Song of Morana Plow your fields, oh merry mortals and dames, forget your sorrows, gather your hay, give me arms! Give me the forehead of a mother, give me legs and cervix stained with wine of my lover’s slaughtered spring. Sing! Sing louder! carry me to the river, divide your fevers… Continue reading
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A Dreamer’s eve ( feeble attempt at haiku)
*Image found HERE *Done for mindlovemisery’s prompt to try something different. I think I mentioned a lot of times I enjoy reading haiku, but not writing it at all, so I figured it is the best different situation I could jump in. You can find the prompt HERE. Come and write and join the fun… Continue reading
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A Tale from the Backyard of a Room (Wordle)
http://dunadan-from-bag-end.deviantart.com/art/Yew-and-snail-66796216 A Tale from the Backyard of a Room My pharisaical snail extends his neck from his topsy-turvy home to complain about the rain, he sees the seas of crimson as evangelicals, an entertaining book to taste while sleazing through the days and he mocks my bastion, thinking I am here to wilt while gilding… Continue reading
About Me
I don’t mind the sun sometimes,
the images it shows,
I can taste you on my lips
and feel you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and sugary
and softly spoken lies,
you never know just how you look
through other people’s eyes
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We all go back to sand in the end. I like the word play in this.
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