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In addition, she possessed
psychological and psychiatric
subroutines which made her
so much prettier to look at
In addition, she possessed
psychological and psychiatric
subroutines which made her
so much prettier to look at
the devil is not in the details, he perches on the branch above, just out of reach; with a Cheshire grin, waiting for your next move
The truth is a weapon of last resort, blunt as shattered glass in the hands of a preacher, rock / paper / scissors – I choose lies and the demons of freedom
Above the clouds
a car park
.
Silk on skin
transparent lies
.
I reverse upon
erected nipples
.
Vibrating your
Blue sky
Green and Yellow
the pills that poison
my veins,
Expecting nothing in
return but a mind
that wants to live,
Thump
Thump
Thump,
Your tank top
covers little as
I yearn for pizza
and undisturbed
sex
grains of sand
in a glass of
timeless endings,
kisses I felt
through the years of
pandemonium tension,
skinny jeans
through and through
passionless tapdance,
the fire’s dying embers
a reminder of the
truth