Make Believe Conversation

But then there is one particular dream I keep coming back to. A dream involving someone I met a handful of times. Someone who once was real but now lays sleeping in a quiet grave.
Cherry

Diary

Another recent entry...
Cherry

tales of the green fairy

I can’t even remember what it was that we were commemorating…. If it was a birthday or other kind of celebration, I have no idea.

blind

Cherry

a sad figure is cut

a sad figure is cut on the sidewalk by an unjewish man with a jewish name his own shadow stares up at him watching his shoulders slump as his words of denial and bitterness

Fashion/Confidence

one of fashion´s victims? No.

imagines

Her face moved closer. My longing grew... I wanted those eyes. I wanted to build a bridge of words on which we might meet.... A bridge on which we would be joined, orgasmicly, in knowledge.

I dreamt a dream

I dreamt a dream I promised you The brightly burning sun The Twinkling stars in the obsidian sky

Hush

Seduce me with your words, Verbs draped across my breasts, Suggest-- anything. just suggest Murmur meanderings into my neck, Wreck mediocrity with a subtext, Hex spells upon me,

Like Ships

I don't even love your laugh...

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