Regrettable Irreverence

— To thee, two thousand and twenty I bequeath this ubiquitous lament To thee, most egregious year Beloved little betrayer Darling in thy discontent To thee and thine, I leave only this Of malice, a regrettable irreverence And fleeting, though it be On the Eve of thy completion Let it be agreed We died, on […]

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Safe Distance

— I loved you in ways Impossible things are to be loved With measured hesitation Through hazy panes of mercury With wafting lips allotted To wilting shower curtains In tidings of methodical desire A mixture of alabaster and ultraviolet Certain of nothing But thirst and inevitability Eclipsed in the dismal necessity Of our psychological mileage I […]

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Lucidity

— I tire of the poetic infatuation With candlelight The laureates penning elegies To the “evocative beauty” Of these minor chords in waxen form The flattery of provisional antimatter Asking me to bask In their bare minimum lambency In the pretension inherent Their flaxen glow Inducing of nausea and vertigo The ire of that subtle illumination Undulating […]

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Moody Wednesday Music

** Comments accidentally turned off, sorry! fixed that **   Just me diving in and out of the trees…   If you go away then you might as well…   (Imagine making music look this easy…)   With just one glance you tear my skirt…

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This love will kill us

Lyrics: Your heart beats fast, this love will kill us Your heart beats fast, this love will kill us As deep as you, in deep blue sky As deep as you, in deep blue night Run, run, run, run You drift along the desert sand You drift along the desert sand As deep as you […]

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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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Of Monsters and Men

You will learn to love me, begrudgingly In fact you already do In absence and errant thought The forget-me-not first thought in the morning I am the pins and needles from the too-tight boots That you laced improperly just to spite me On remembering how I once said That aesthetic is very important And you […]

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What says the heart

What says the heart betrayed? Does it count aloud the hours with resign? Does it curse the astrological malign? Like some kind of pulmonary Gemini Mercury in self destructive retrograde What says the heart scorned? Does it wax poetic like a thorn-ribbed Edgar? Does it quoth the Raven, “only this and never more”? Like some kind […]

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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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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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such is the curse of the stars

  the furtive heat of a constellation is so sweetly misunderstood a directional gazed upon even marveled at  in her divine nakedness a fierce and beguiling force writhes in the emptiness unexplored yet somehow perfect perfect in her unattainability in her deep planetary moods her inherent mysteries in her destructive resplendence in her dangerous undertows […]

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I wanted to be

i wanted to be your sylvia plath your wounded wordsmith brilliant and neglected the melancholy mood lingering between us perfect for composing prose the damp air of the English countryside tainted by carbon monoxide good thing you didn’t light the birthday candles – i wanted to be your anaïs nin your erotic iconoclast uncaged and courageous the feverish […]

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