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A poetico-political love letter
Dearest G, fellow mischievousness, They say I don’t love you, how could they know? With no one in my bed over a year, g, is that not enough said? If I cheated on you, would it not make you suffer? And therefore, I suffer the freaks lies, because I love you Because if…
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Lines
Into the sublime surreal, like a zig zag tells Of a jewel found within a crazy laneway, tells Of you, what’s mad and true, a track to cross, (Hung up on a necklace) bent in two When I see you, I feel swell, symmetrical (So on mine, pen your eccentric heart) My sense of humour,…
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O burning love
Life took her sensible root, left us burning for each other Transplanted over, the corps goading a mad, new, hell-bound Future, and I gone mad, too, g, over thee, they’re coming for me Really, in their mass-produced cars that speak, cause I’d die To live in love, us burning in us, each transplanted over each,…
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Easter Sunday observance
Observance: when your nightshade, growing out, felt and found me, became your garland of compassion, queen, Your souls crown, I thought you phantasm! Last winter I watched you, looking terrified at my dreaming within, Yet know, the flowers from your soul, grow life into my own, g. What seemed phantasm but passes into your crown,…
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Heated chessboard
I’m not good at chess, there’s lots of rules, and I’m good at breaking ’em Of late, two opposites, we met, I’ve played that, over and over again Then there’s the game, pleasure and pain, seems we’re engaged in war, Domme morrigan, queen and knight, but there’s rules, I’m learning Thru every graceful turning of…
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A rock
I was sitting In an ocean In my castle In spirit, tell me How you pierced Right thru My root set Between your Thighs, driven me Wildly dissident Step up, relish Every moment of’t
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A good Friday gift
As I see it, earth’s flinging all her love on you: her colour, shape and movements set In the flowing breeze, that she cannot but speak in a breeze passing by, she speaks Of you. Her humans, in cubed drugs and knowledge, tho none has as much guile as you! Take my heart, then, thru…
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Note in my soul: good Friday morning
This age seems to have lost its nobility, You’re American, what bourbon opened, from Precious substance made, arose like Venus, Crest of a dull age, you exquisite in divine ways? Command, I beg, call forth from a public holiday This poetry, drunk, my ass with its own poesy, Into your hands reign, you in me,…
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This morning sadly
I knew, as I loved you, you’d suffer, but I could not but love you that night, in the half light Together, slender plant, half visible to my selfish-eyes, your soul radiated for my sight As if in enchantment at such beauty, made of fire desire, I’d suffer you to suffer, like to flame Your…
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A little moonlight
Me and you, now g, are like the sun and moon now, Like light falling, chasing your shadow How came we, really here, following Beauty, Earth herself, has opened her doors to our eternal love