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A short tale from Camelot

Compelled, pressured, push and prodded, Placed on a pedestal of ice, Worshiped like a winter god, An April fool about to die, I feel the world is...

Those unsuspecting seafaring men Who have unwillingly Taken the captains maggot Find themselves, Destruction destroyed, Swimming The non-specific carnal strain, Share huddled dawn On addicted streets. In phantom blankets, Jealous leeches quake. Wind swept woman, engine knocking, Staggers fuelless. Arid mildew ridden laundry Walking hazy way Imagines golden marionette And totter dances a step or two. Dream portfolio refuge flutters, Slick smile wander, Across the railway tracks By the gas works, Floating face down In screaming lakes Borrowed gentle twilight, Still burning.

This black strapped, Leather back, Mind hacked daydream, Wire meshed, microchip, Cronenberg vision of fire. Podules and pestilence Slide through...

Blustered frozen simple smiles, crushed by the weight of a thousand delicate snowflakes. The tree bends and breaks in the floating rain, in the...

For Rosalyn.

She is the poor little rich girl. What they see isn't truly who she is. She isn't allowed to be herself, always faking to fit into the social life...

When I give I give from deeply When I love I love completely So why don't you Climb up here and bring your skin so very near So our two bodies can...

Do you fall in love too easily? Give your all too soon? Are you so far ahead, That their morning is your noon? Do you show too many emotions?