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I almost had a falling out with reality, tis called an argument, But takes on shapes of strange dreams, and this be my own Argument, ‘gainst reality, begins with me saying, let me pursue my Own dream, to Plotinus, lying his couch, psychoanalysing me, He told me how ise meant to be happy, I said,…

I set down your smile, eyes, too, in stone, but your face is beyond measureless space Space cannot hold you Nor portrait replace you Nowhere falls behind you You encompass eyes drawn from nowhere A portrait that cannot contain you, smiles Your eyes glow, impress my eyes in depth, drawing smiles from me, everywhere From…

And why I saw your ancient face, holding a phone, was why I started to scribe my ancient text I dont know how to ask: can I  touch your skin? How would one of those liars who reach you before I do, lie about my desire to touch you? Don’t believe them, they don’t know…

Today I thought, why not make today a party, a winterdaze? In you me, there were no bad purpose to any of it, we’re in love Toxic and antiseptic jokes, unfunny daggers, painkillers, masks, and cloaks, crowd the heart In merry supernatural party, dancing Meeting on pathways, which direction they go, follow me, tho Random…

Statue, domme morrigan, never tasted your golden honey, struck By wonder, what is beauty? When your sight is gold is’t tasted Superficially? Maybe in impression, every moment I’ve beheld you, a new statue to love more than the last one, tho All the same golden woman? Is Beauty your spirit, strictness, Your magic art to…

garbage talk in the gutter: vanilla vomit like a casey city overflow rescue me only thing true: you only thing to listen to: you can you hear me, the torrent sweeps thru: rescue you, now, too: not swept from the city, the tide of refuse help you recall you’re majestic don’t please leave me alone,…

I was going to say something… About illusion and your truth Got distracted playing at tetris with letters falling down g domme morrigan In that way, placing you in illusion and truth, Your truth is my truth Your illusion, my illusion, you’re my best friend, g, placed in my lettering, I believe in your illusion…

In my poetry of her absence, I’m sending messages, around my centre, a puzzle, a lady, an enigma, my domme morrigan, attempting to form a picture, but in a state of disorientation, well, would seem, that I ready myself, and go to battle in my love for her I love more than any other, in…

Tis a chasing after wind, said solomon, chasing his god In my poesy, arise goddess, on religious crest, ask in fire-breath, Swallow every single morsel of vanilla sexist, that oppose her, I, And domme morrigan, lie control female flesh, men and their Tracy’s, will she smite them in their evil, and hate? Nay, goddess Raises…

Life’s a merry battle Life’s mostly laughter, up and down, but in hands of public humiliation The bad come after, mad in death throes of antilaughter all the way The ramparts of their support, choke on false jest, and vanish, they’re absurd I say, Yknow in you I found an enchantress, I said, It’s not…