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Sometimes I feel ashamed of "I am that I am" within me. After all, I can make a human body wilt, the wind can carry away the dust. I pray to my father when I cannot listen to one more word
Breaking apart (loaves of leaves) -- liquids peeling down with applause! Horns of buttoned crystals (falling falling out of a dashed necklace )those were pearls planted above salacious loops.
A voice: a channel of sounds remurmuring through one mouth. One voice arises from a mouth as open as the moaning sea. A voice seeks another voice to sing with (A companion of breath
In my mind there are pure empty constructs of divine perversion where screams personify absences terrify molds of lust, the gritty gridlocked grief of interior mechanics,
Your black pearl eyes are in heat. "Follow me," they say, to the little town of my mind. Your small body (a viola I used to covet in my 6 year-old phase) under my blanket tucked.