

Muddy SoulsMy rubber soles repel the pavementMuddy Souls
has turned into liquid
I sidestep the approaching torrent and
stumble along into the sky
watching the planes circle my head,
looking in the tiny windows and seeing people read
in-flight magazines and
drink vodka from plastic cups they
never saw me coming.


Illegitimate Confessionpushing molecules of air from my lipsIllegitimate Confession
towards your ears
they slow to the sound of time
dripping into my veins
they reach your ears but they've been
distorted and deformed
your shiny laugh blows them to catch in
willow's branches, long and sad
the gurgling from my throat calls them back
from time and space,
like so many wishes that never got a
chance to exist
they now are suspended in negative space,
unwishes.
I reel back those seconds and minutes with the thinnest of thread,
so they once again become a part of me,
they settle in the


Subliminal Messagecreate me,Subliminal Message
unbuckle my jackal's smile
numb my senses and
trip me into a red incandescence
sinewy parts of me slowly piece together,
undeterred by saber-toothed surgical steel
create me, so that I am
kinesthetically pleasing and soft to touch
interrupted, my heart beats electric
tuned to your diligent hands
allegorically speaking, I exist from cadavers,
needles are my glue and I float in the
dust we breathe
disengage yourself from me now, invest in me all of your wildest dreams,
end your involvement, s
Very appreciated !
Have a Wonderful Week
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Un clin dil nest pas un signe dun flirt seulement
Cest aussi un signe dune complicité entre deux personnes
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Bound together by the same hate, anger, sorrow, happiness, love and joy; we all feel the same, we all bleed the same, we all ARE the same.
how goes it?
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"A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .....
A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra... "
- Maya Angelou
"You don't write poetry to find yourself, you write it to lose yourself."
- Unknown
what are you up too?
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Bound together by the same hate, anger, sorrow, happiness, love and joy; we all feel the same, we all bleed the same, we all ARE the same.
crazy stuff, man.
i went to the fair today!
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"A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .....
A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra... "
- Maya Angelou
"You don't write poetry to find yourself, you write it to lose yourself."
- Unknown
where are you moving to, may i ask?
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Bound together by the same hate, anger, sorrow, happiness, love and joy; we all feel the same, we all bleed the same, we all ARE the same.
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"Like the pen, it is as good as the man who uses it. It can be the extension of mind and heart.". ~ John Steinbeck on Robert Capa
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