Month: August 2020
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beyond…/
to dreamto slip this coildrowning beneath theblack velvet wavesto liminal placeswhere the writhingpain fades to sail beyond allsunsetsto sail beyond alldawns
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days gone by/
memories: labyrinthine skyway urbanex tresspass riding the viking city’s back aloft and above throngs and buses summer heat mills where wheels turn no more empty railroad warehouses where bums shit, sleep and drink mary tyler moore in bronze holding court in crystal buskers outlouding street preaching shouts at the devil in biker leather the casual […]
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quote
“Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.” Sylvia Plath
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words/
denise with the black and sick-green painted nails and the rat’s nest siouxsie hair hefted each of her knit long sleeves showed me her arms etched with words like: “MAGGOT” “WHORE” “TRAMP” “GROTESQUE” in block letters to scare me away “i’m ugly, on medication and i cut myself. see? doesn’t that scare you?” expecting me […]
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lost in the flatlands/
missing my youthwith the trystingmusic without rulesand fuck all attitudes cigarettes that not drunk buzzexchanging glancesplaying in a bandand waking at noonall gone now…just aches and pains and worrieswith looks faded like worn out jeans
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the end of summer/
slipstream sliding towards summer’s end — the girl who lives on heaven hill playing on the radio while i wish for an ale or mojito i can’t consume aching from climbing ladders that don’t reach such lofty abodes the shrill cry of a hawk calling out his kill
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fugue/
she moved like velvet dreamlithe and leanthrowing a cat winkto show she knewyou watched as she passedleaving you sighingin her wake
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