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From dawn the ghosts arises

Their lederhosen

Whip

Whips

Whipses

> > > I AM

Scarred // bleeding // waving !!!¡¡¡!!!

One-eyed Jack smiles (*)

The single knife sharpened

Chastising my limbs

Chirping with open arms

Embracing nichts

The bird of pray

The Lord’s final

Measure

Butcher – Starlight – Love – …

Alone

Strolling down the street AT NIGHT – dusk rising ; Waves of blood the gutter see ;;;; mermaid drowning ::: suggest alterative ending &&& frowning

His heart pounding – full moon HOWLING

The cleaver **** bloody **** dreams **** dreaming ****

Chop // Chop // Chop

Alone (not)

Her arms embrace

His love — at last

Silent

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You died the Tumblr death and

Thus my words have lost a lover

Me – a lovers death

I was looking through my archive and realised that many of my early posts no longer had any notes attached. As people “pass away” on Tumblr (blog deletion) their likes are removed as well. There is no everlasting love on Tumblr 🙁

X – a clarification

Contrary to public beliefs, the X has never marked the spot. A solid O or a D or a 0 are more commonly found after a nocturnal adventure. Also, the 9 has frequently showed up where more moist conditions were present.

Prompted by a @thatrandomprompt prompt: X

fear, a stranglehold unbreakable

Only fear, relentless; everlasting fear, fear is the glue in the tracks that prevents me from moving on, fear injected in early days, fear asserted throughout the years, fear of failure and fear of rejection; now fear of someone dead still here.

Anglesey Stains

If I recall correctly, it was on Anglesey
that we laid down, between the rocks,
the barren landscape with a rough wind
howling, not bothering about the misty
rain falling, we made love and I soiled
the earth before leaving.

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