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My goddess
I went to martial arts classes, must have picked up a little parasite. It was A filthy place, full of ill will. This little parasite grew as big as people’s political evil And I saw a doctor about it, and she knew, her hair in curls, I saw a miracle And cried as my goddess’…
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On studying the nature of being
Metaphysics, the study of the nature of being. Each to their own studies, right? When I think of how I was taught metaphysics at uni, it was taught very astutely atheist, and I think, “I can’t understand metaphysics that way” That I could measure the whole universe when it’s something greater than the sum of…
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Post fight
In my life, always loved God and wondered What is love? And goddess came to me in you, in your eyes’ and skins’ hue And I wondered Who are you? In whose voice sings my own Heart, viewing an orchard, you speak of forget-me-nots once Lost. You be God who I can see thru, I…
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Spontaneity
People think G’s setting me up. G isn’t setting me up. When I fuck up, she thinks I’ve rejected her. When she thinks I’ve rejected her, she loses the plot. And she even screams at the top of her lungs at such moments that I’m Satan. That’s why people think so. But in reality we…
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That mona lisa smile
Travelling wing’d Thru night Sky To tell her Her sorrow Is mine And tell her I challenge Gravity By wing Is to gift her A bouquet Wings opening Up light In her smile Balloons and moons Floating by, in morning sky
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numquam desistas
I forgive you so often Perhaps one day you’ll find within More than what I’m saying I just keep trying In my words, unconditional love is undying The same thing as I am Perhaps this time You’ll understand undying, underlying I forgive you again
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No g sighting today
O, a magpie sounds the mysterious Order A sacred geometry Between its cracked beak Opens up Why are the birds leading me here Seeking you? Singing me rain-soaked hills And formations Bigger than me On which God draws In perfect lines The letter of your perfect name G A sacred geometry Formed in blue green…
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A road in a dream
Beauty, we don’t possess But bless’d to see your face. By that same road I know, I’d travel by Foot again, my spirit friend. One asks Beauty, “What does Love do When Love knows night’s end?” She says “Dreamer, just lie with her there.” I’ve waited my whole life To watch you drive Past. And…
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My usual route
Today, I wandered ’round my life. So many of them smiling. What a beautiful day, the most beautiful women in the World all smiling at me. She came. In her cardigan, wrapped Around petite skin and bone. In her shades of hunger that Couldn’t hide our undying obsession. Time belonged to her. Waited as she…
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FIGHTING THE STATE 1 THEY’VE MADE LESBIANISM ABOUT MEN
Some of the legal requirements you must meet in order to identify as a lesbian in Australia are LESBIANISM MUST BE ABOUT MEN You must never have slept with a man, in your lifetimeYou can’t have dreamsYou can’t talk to menYou can’t look at menYou can’t look in a man’s general directionYou can’t smile around…