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His eyes when he said it,
blueback pearls, I heard
the sea. "She trusts me."
We are three.
Seesaw the equation,
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barge in on the sunset
ask for a drink
take what you can get
sleep on the couch
counter-act the circumstance
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a much needed rain
upon
the mountain
insects had taken to the underleaf
slowly chewing through
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I’m lowered back into the grave of my life’s bittersweet misery
Slowly decomposing
Saturated in methylated spirits
Following my out mapped destination
Unable to deflect
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I’m walking through a love-gale
It’s raining pain
I’m spitting gall and gasoline
Taking splinters of despair
Dodging porcelain and fuck-yous
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Sifting
Through shattered windows
Shattered trust
Breaking faith
Human nature.
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Oscillating fragments of habitually meandering lines form faces out of spaces where words want to live.
Flagrant violations, migration of shadow and lawless
structure defy reason and rhyme. Space and Time.
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Have you been to the body room?
To the end of all things?
In the place where I work
Are four semi clear sheets
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You came in
Didn’t make a sound
Thoughts gripped tight
Tied and bound
Closed the door
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