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  • Time capsule

    Tezeta going into its second year, but what is a year To the trees and bees who hold love – your memory lives, In npcs, nights playing games alone, a time capsule Of reality, in the future, till I found your character – Domme morrigan, shooting desire out at me, And I do hope, no…

  • Larfing spring

    (Lennon’s spelling in Araminta Ditch) In the instant that flashes as lightning, don’t be fooled, Mockery’s the seasons fever, people gather, to laugh In social fervour, laughter meant to harm quickly becomes Satanic, a spell-weaving mockery: a bubble Sky-rafter, cloud burst asunder; rain ends in my larfter. Be not afraid to touch me, g, I’m…

  • Satan’s stupid army

    I feel sorry for poor Satan A colossal disaster – raw sewage Came up thru Melbourne’s Roman aqueducts His stupid army Marched out the toilets spilt all over Melbourne’s clubs Real Love falls in battle, yet never gives up Living or dead We get back up (A work in progress is our eyes, which see…

  • Heavy day

    The day burns me In Love’s guilty tears Vision caught Like moondust Hung in celestial Light The torch of love Touched Love once For you, in you, Day moon On Love’s course thru Heaven Burns to touch I love you Hold onto that For us Heavens vision In your tears arises Moon rises in daylight…

  • The strange stralian

    I’m a strange stralian, I like to walk in the rain and go searching to look in your eyes of paradise I said to the blossoms Who agreed then flew away On enchanted wind ’round Circled birds’ trees In a blessèd wind, chattering To the fertile rain I saw you, midst this beautiful communion Coming…

  • Moon a mess

    Hard to care, g, such hatred everywhere, despises feeling, Cuts the air – to harm emotion, and my love, set up there Harder yet, commingling, moon in disorder, hair a mess, They gave you a knife – to cut me up – with captains orders In moments of despair, keening on the edge, my heart-flesh…

  • The lute

    Sin in the body For in the body, Sin mixes in Numinous ecstasy To call immoral That which grows With joy and sorrow – Is debauchery Intoxicated In debauchery Heights of ecstasy Reach divine glory Erotic feeling: Scale climbs up One’s body Sub in love Bring voices Sin and ecstasy Play me In harmony Divine love…

  • Losing my life

    …Don’t we all, after all, who care… The cross speaking to the air – jesus, buddha… …could have fell to prison, communism, feminism, Christian… I fell for a woman… …when I see her laughing, crying, flying into a rage… …the Light of love in her eyes glow, I feel just the same… …and believe in…

  • The way we look at each other

       everyone on the planet wants to be us – why you think?   who?    can compare to us? many are trying to twist and turn us against us while they just want to be us    the twists of this romance   are our best true love do you know that, too, g   in…

  • MY BEST DRUG EXPERIENCE

    Fell into a tale, about my BEST DRUG EXPERIENCE: my virginity, 1997, cough syrup, a hospital bed, an experienced, older nurse, unexpected It wasn’t funny, but what made me laugh was your banshee shrieking at the end, g, and I don’t even think I imagined it! You think I’m not real either! So, interrupted, I…