r e c o g n i z a n c e

You see— It’s not really me, he’s wanting It’s the arrows of the marrow In the imbue of the sinews It’s the retrieval of the tremble In the drizzle of the symbols It’s the hazardous bliss In that strangers kiss It’s in the want for renaissance In the flesh that’s flaunted And I am pleased […]

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Mechanical Borealis

His presence always reminded me Of a derelict casino Somewhere between Vegas and Reno It’s cocktail napkin insignia the silhouette Of a vainglorious flamingo He was a place no one ever intends to go Rather ending up in, like trouble Or confusion, or love West of the never ending desert A transient fix of the […]

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Wayfaring Patriot

O liberty, come to me As delphic as alchemy Perilous as harlequin’s grin Prodigal as Apollo’s sun A wayfaring patriot effectuate to none A wraith adorned in valor’s thorns As steeds flourish in victory’s wreath Phantom, sweet phantom Pain me, again and again Let me drink of thee If not for finality Let thy venom […]

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Tiny Dancer

On a foggy November morning… The ache of a melody. It awakens me to a world that is still as brutal as it is beautiful. Only more so than the day before. So cold yet so cherishing. With December looming. — I want to dedicate this song… To Rachel of In Mind and Out Blog. […]

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Some Enchanted Evening

The utopian whimsy of fairytale endures Seared so very tenderly within me Ignited by delightful, childlike incantations The delicately hued occultist flames that still radiate  To this day, with all the eternal arcanum of freemasonry I was the girl who was tall even when she was small Basking in the warmth of inextinguishable fictions As they […]

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Quiet Time

Quiet is woman’s most misleading reprieve A method of marinating our collective madness A conservatory of fury and frenetic energy Which is why our silence Is so highly weaponized A righteous design Honed patiently for centuries By nature’s most dangerous darlings The Royal ‘She’ History’s ample antagonists So sublime is that quiet That fools are born and […]

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Until you’re satisfied

I will wait for you in a bayou Where I am requisite and unrestrained Auxiliary to predation A consonant with the feral ecology Bemused with the libertine prose  Of sweltering tides Of sheltering fugitives In utter defiance of purity A confessor to the preference For total annihilation Consoled by the throated sadism Of wayward osprey Captivated by […]

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of rambling roses

born in the fever dreams of Degas dainty brushstroke delineations conceived surreptitiously on a canvas of ephemeral linen heavy with striated tenderness in the pallor of blushing brides petite parfum ballerinas their arabesque stems gathered in enormous, trussed bouquets  bespoke of cherubs the ceremonials of flowers an unspoken dowry of buds clutched for the sake of […]

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flirtation in the third person

  She drinks to herself Until dazed with liquid mischief A hedonist that fiends for the libertine A voyeur of her own volition She stares into the abyss and the abyss Blows back suggestive kisses As if— It already knows She belongs to lands of agony To vermillion bridges With ledges that dare lover’s to […]

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frenzied melodies

It was intangible yet persistent  In its ritual incapacitation That kind of attraction—  Inherently hypnotic, sedative  Inviting as an untouched wilderness  One that calls exclusively  To the brave To the most reckless, as incessant As the shriek of roman candles Streaking unfettered in hot breaths An atmosphere quietly infatuated With chaos, the eerie potency Of […]

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sans voix

Hélas silence, sweet silence! The stars exalt thee in stifled song To whom shall I be beholden For this fortuitous sojourn? ‘Tis an empyrean rendezvous Greatly overdue with thee Dame de supériorité! Come forth with thy quaint scorn Inherit not the chapel shadows If it so pleases thee Reveal thy wordless sabotage Ambassadeur du vide! Saint of synchronicity […]

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reputation

my reputation precedes black hole cheekbones wildflowers for eyes born of addictive bloodlines resolute in an organic rebellion that is purely my own wild like a drunken moon chasing what if’s and very soon’s passionate as cleopatra on egyptian aphrodisiac’s enraged by the suggestion of patience, of quiet and resolute piety I speak in storms […]

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