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Lament – like treacle through my veins, an outpouring of perfection in thoughts obfuscated by a mind gone awry. Where once was solitude, now a raging storm.
Circle-no-10 // tumbling (via circle-no-10)
bang bang
I didn’t shoot her
There was no shooting
Only the silence, words to
acquire truth
From a set of scenarios
A yield of random answers
All false and thus
The bell of Death
Tolled
#justsayno
Your face – revealing my inner truth
The laughing clown
Bouncing
Tinder – Ember – Tears
Frightened Child, cry no more
Their final hour upon us
Our final say is
No
The Rebirth of Day
Salivating over succulent salsa
Circles made by toungeless pasta
Rings of honey dripping – dropping
Drooling
In dreams of you I await
Await the rebirth of
days of thunder
The honey dripping
Once again
Knobless At Night
Where are they ?
Where are they ??
Buried
Where are they buried ???
Buried and dead
Dead with knobs on
Their pale rotting flesh
Knobless haunting hours of
Solitude awaits
Where are they ?
They are here – NO NO NO
We are
Not them
We are Unburied / Undead / Knobsy
They are ember
We still burn – passion alight
They are Dead – We learn and burn
At night
Let her shiver
Put her on speaker please
“…”
Silence through a leaf – unspoken
intimidation
The sound of an air raid warning
Did you come?
The faking boring
Put her on speaker please
Let the woman scream
Then shiver
My Angel
My Angel
Your burning wings
Disowned
My Angel
Once a Chinese
Wh0re
My Angel
Now a friend
Laughing
My Angel
With wings
Burning bright
My Angel
My Heart
Still alight
You told me (to make you feel better)
Surprise was not the first thing on my
Mind (shrugging)
Knowledge of its Happening was
Destined (premonition)
Maybe already happened or a future
Event (wavering)
Bound to happen (So Say We All)
“We had a relationship.”
(Shrugging)
(Tick)
:
(Tock)
We are both children of naivety
We both have needs
We made a cake, and now the Sadness
Descends