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pPoetrYy
lust

that night i had a dream you came down from the sky
footsteps licking the ethereal stairs fingers lacing
and coiling around the rail
like it was your wine glass you were lush
more better than anything ive ever seen before
like some new definition to perfect or heaven
i wish i could tell you how being with me
would spoil your divinity
stain your clothing
but waves of desire crashed apon me too hard
enveloped in my dirty wanting
i cant resist
you take a seat
glowing
iridescent with beauty
lush with emotion
radiant light
seated apon my ragged sofa
i am wrapped up in questions
and emotions
and desires
who molded whose skin like clay
while which unboxed symphonies played
from fingertips lush with unknown reason
waves of perfume coiling around the air
til they fall to the ocean
of tears
which water is which water
tumbling waves lush with desire
awaiting
avoiding
the ecstasy
lush with symphonic waves
crashing and tumbling
licking the shore
i never want the shore
like two surfers
enveloped in their overpowering desire to have fun
a desire that will take their life
as they go further into the ocean
wires entwining
ocean whining
in my ear
so lost
yet connected
found
and i hope that this dreamland
lasts forever


this feeling

like some crazy driver thats just taken acid
and everything they see is distorted
and they're racing down this dark dark open road that might be narrow
but they wouldnt know because they're delusional and hallucinating
but where do you draw the line between question and delusion?
and theres a tundra all around this dark road of fate and life
and it's summer
and i can hear the crickets pleasently chirping midst the blackness
scaraping their fragile wings with their razor legs
and ever single sudden move i make just rushes through my body
like nails or poison
spiked with the essence of a haunted house
like toxicity just rushing through
taking away this temporary sanity that i've always known
no
closing up my throat like a cave in
and im haunted by your presence
just shivering, shaking and shredding til this blender takes my life
but the blender might be you
my air


hospital chic

im dressed head to toe in hospital chic
oh never before have i seen clothes so sleek
and ive been waiting in this cage
for two and a half weeks
wondering if i'll ever get out
and outside its raining salty sweet tears
but im waiting drizzeled on
by the tears that seep through
the walls of this thing
and im still caged up in here
tied up, dried up, locked up
had enough
and my flesh is torn by battery juice
keeping me alive
tearing me apart
this place is keeping me alive
this place is tearing me apart


by candlelight

On a cold and wintry night I sit alone sipping coffe quietly and slowly in the darkness on the wall lie glimmers of glistening candlelight casting an aura of subtle yet amplified emotion i blow the candle slowly and squint my eyes while watching the flame it withers distorted and horizantal and morphs quickly back to its vertical position what is a candle but a bunch of wax and string a solid that burns and melts like ice

it matches my mood

the world has become a dull undless pit
filled with shades of grey
and i,
once so filled with creativity, beauty, and life
am stumbling down
tumbling down
this pit of drear
minutes
hours go by
i wonder
if ill ever get out
finally i reach the bottom
i have fallen into nothingness
for there is no one word i can use to label this
wretched place
of no return?
of no return?
the question rings in my head
like a bell possessed by confusion
shattered glass
greets me violently
cobwebs
caress and entangle
my fragile fleshy body
of no return?
of no return?
so dreary
so dull
so ragged
is this place
but how wonderfully it matches my mood


snow and memories

i look out the window
with a spiritless and mournful face
and watch
the snow
fall
down
each one a little frozen drop of heaven
each one a memory
that i long to revisit
nostalgia
could it be
that i miss my painful past?
i remember those cold days so vividly
like each one was
yesterday
i remember
cold days like this
where it snowed
and i sat
so alone
on the benches in front of school
i was nothing
i was nobody
just a person that played the outcast in the school
and i look into the snow
and remember it all
and am thankful
my life has changed.


you
apon the table of desire lays a painting i did of you, my love with a flower written with blood and apon the foreheads of my two halves your name is scarred you unknowing selfish flower in my head i make up how you smell because ill never see you again you smell sweet and we love eachother but its all in my head an illusion a delusion my imagination carries me away undertow intoxicated in your smell in my head its all been said in my head our paths cross again and again and again its all in my head its all in my head
this feeling II
ive giant black circles around
and under
my eyes:
two glasses overflowing with water
i put the cups under the faucet
to try to fill them with life
but no theyre spilling down my face
ive torn holes in my skin
ive worn holes in my clothing
and the desire to live
is all used up
and i drank the life
out of this little glass cup
i sacrificed all my energy
in spells for inspiration
i throw the fortunes from cookies in the fire
theyve given me nothing
and probably never will
this is what happens
this is what is happening
to me.