sticky city stepping
chamber by chamber
rouge épais
gloving white feet slowly
clinging to fabric
tales wagging
bouche à bouche
tongue power poison courses
gone are borders
man’s fear driven safety catches
sur comme une foudre
Eden
the ink warrior purges forward
riding the tree’s breath
sur tambours roulants
slick black
angelic puffs
in a
Cosmos de chair de graisse sucrée
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Flayed by sable
spread with pigment
creamed by colour
wanton inking
apple green
stripped to my core
gasping for more
I dip
I fly
on archival wings
gouache lips
snaking and bouncing
dancing
on
wet
orange
feet
unbound by art
I am called
LONGING to explode
to shatter the construction
and flush my cells of the murk and grey that clings
I lie on the grass
and stars fall on my lips
setting fire to my words
wetting my passion
I am you
I know this
and every pain
and every light thought
that strokes you
is mine
we live in the nucleus of intelligence
together
The River is wanton,
it speaks to me
and I listen.
Restless creature I AM
a mossy rock by this river.
It’s earthy fragrance entices me,
I stand quiet and let it touch my body.
I put my face close so I can feel it’s voice in my mouth and
on my lips.
I love its accent of running water,
Its wonderful gurgle makes me thirsty,
I drink it in.
I like it.
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Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
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Sometimes serious, often humorous personal musings on life, death, and everything in between from someone once chased by a killer Canadian goose.
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
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