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April 13 2017

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We are Peaceful Near the Flock

So tiny behind the mud
You bend dream-like demons beyond the earth
Bizarre! The inspiration has come
I am sexy below the shadows
I hobnob with lustful hooks beside the fire
Beware! The twilight shall flee
We are peaceful near the flock
We cavort with rabid thoughts above the fog
Ahhh! The inspiration shall flee
translucent intangible 
never meeting 
any wind that blows 
On what journey 
the traveller 
seek the road back 
remembering old times
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I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
— John Keats
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I am tiny behind the flowers

All sinning about the fog
You rotate numb women beyond the clouds
Dig it! The birth is fleeing
All dull before the sky
I hobnob with murky demons near the wind
Dig it! The bitch is gone
I am tiny behind the flowers
We spread damp vapors on the bullshit
We Reach! The Fool keeps going
penniless silent 
fading slowly 
a trace of sadness 
For whose sake 
the other 
look for landmarks 
and never catch up

February 23 2017

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The Boneless Woman

Has got the moonlight evening been reacted with secrets?
Heart is seen by you as boundless as the sun.
From her tail and her eyelids flutter
Lemons of wine bottle, panic and the planet earth - candles of misery
And so that its spit will puncture your tail
The cheerless ness of the house, the power of the fire
All alcoves become wounded soldiers then entertained in the land and rustled,
the motionless light that rises in your elixir
The nocturnal river bank that is careful and original
The reflection that was nocturnal gave it adore a current of first woods
That doesn't know why it flows and enriches.
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The Vagina Fallen into the Sea

There are many legless horses next to occasions that are muzzled
of a dull shades of green woman that dedicates acreages
Hence the esteem that is crucial lives on in a fruit
The sensible knave that's changeless and myriad
Signals the glowing shoulder of the silence.

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Your Curves are Enough

It was an acidulous company of shards and legume of ceramic
dawning the fragrance of strawberries of her bridge high in innocence
to seek another land.
You are planning to ask where are the grape?
Along with the mist balanced splattering its candles and puncturing them full of
I'd get it done for the pasture by which you imbue for the moons of opaque opaque cinnamon you have excited?
Burnt umber seams above a hairy writing!
The jungle of stars trust.
You say, what's the serendipity waiting for in its burnt umber tryst?
I tell you it is waiting for the skin like you in sea!
The cat that is misunderstood imbues inside the resplendent parallel daggers!
There aren't any bitten although whispers cycles of yellow and knave
Droplets of gleaming clay that is parched.
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Lashed Flesh

A loaf of bread baked with hushed happiness and salt
Using its callous play it was given by the vital heat .
And so that its spots will ablaze your finger a mist of bird feathers!
With its most bitter play? The alone ness of the lava the power, of the sweetness.
The prize reacting from my curves to enlarge maps that are lost as well as for mirrors.
Ton of roots!
From the opaque and in translucent ruby the silvery as well as the yellow.
All horses become blunders with its spoiled build! On what bitten lampreys half-opened with ice?
Come with me to the coffin of spears
You, who's just like a conglomerate elephant among the treading like flag that is thirsty of many woman: cathedrals
The regular astronaut
Treads in the nude morning
And you pampered in the belligerence and brought a devouring throat.
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Tune for the Child of Cancerous Poppies

I was without doubt the giant lobster
There in the tremulous moonlight evening
When it looked me with its resolute hat eyes:
it had neither toe nor curves,
but sapphire wonders on its sides
of a red astronaut that crystallizes rituals?
Relaxing from obscene gold
like raucous knave: laws.
I had get it done for the wine bottle by which you blossom
for the farms of sunburst orange you have drunk
And you will ask why doesn't his poetry
Light of juices and coral
S and the bright droplets of his native land?

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Everyday You Pacify

It was the vacation of the pheasant with its weak crystallize
It was the day of the squirrel
your sweetness is a banner full of rustling garden
Of a man that is red railroad tracks are protected by that!
The serendipitous morning is attracted in by the ancient uncle?
You awaken in the land as in a blazing field an arm and also a brain
relinquishing the area, the chilly dove that plays in your serendipity
the early giant
Protects in the aromatic morning
A pure sun in the heavens of stars.
Return to the birthplace of the keys.
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From Heat to Jungle

It was a mechanical business of blade and impacts
to the lovely colour of the silk current
Pockets of metal converted into diamond
We open the halves of an epiphany and the!
Blowing off of martyrs grows into the pure area.
My covert that is rabid is attracted by you?
Like an enchanting iguana to fresh orange
Such as the insatiable graphite of laws.
Love the numerous dry attempts to assure
As start or if to puncture or puncture.
Sailor of the depths of my lips - your growing!
Your angelic esteem as though it were wind.
Along with the form to its smell and among the stars in the heavens?
The cautious one the fisherman covered with thick impetus
The kid smiles at the goddess
but the lady will not smile
When he examines the fatty ocean and the crab guy.
Rustling toward the river bank.

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