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Shadow Diving

The city's typeface always looks
different when it's windy; every
part highlighted, ready to be
noticed.
 
Cartesian Crunch

By the time I've finished thinking
Cogito Ergo Sum,

I am not who I was
when I started.

So I thought,
therefore I was.

But am I?

And by the time I stop
chasing my own footsteps,

will I cease to be?
 
No one ...

I'm no stranger to sin

but my thinking tonight
is pure sin. If I hide here, on my knees
behind this tree, in front of the bar,
which is where a man rip roaring drunk stands
while propositioning a teeny bopper. Maybe,
just maybe, no one will know

No one
will care that I long for a man
who lives over a mountain, long down
an interstate of which, there is no way
I could ever, would ever find his house.

No one would hear
my inner hearts wish, my most cherished
dream to someday be, beside him. To stand
proudly and yell from the rooftops
he is mine, you hear me. Mine!
Finally ...

No one
would understand that three things
stand between myself and tomorrow.
Sin, yes. I know sin. It creates barriers
picks on the less fortunate and blows away
true love, with a wink of the eye.

So I am left here. Alone, with no one.
Except, my three
most chesished possessions
in the world. Sinful ain't it ...
 
he lay buried
under ground, under words
spoken as his epitaph

he was missed
out of sight, out of mind
but not forgotten

he was ready
to return, to arise
at her beckoning

not even death
could still his heart
where she was concerned
 
tungtied2u said:
he lay buried
under ground, under words
spoken as his epitaph

he was missed
out of sight, out of mind
but not forgotten

he was ready
to return, to arise
at her beckoning

not even death
could still his heart
where she was concerned
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she called
he wakened
they rose...
 
The Rudder Takes Its First Steps

The welded on see-saw
flapped about like a thirties
dancer before convulsing
as it plunged headfirst
into the cold Thames
 
My First Presentation

I am dressing the mannequins
with my latest design today.
I graft on my dress, an ancient
map wrapped in invisible mythology

and staple it onto their chests.
There is no pain involved, just a sharp
sensation when the staples
attach themselves. I let them do

a twirl for me in the imaginary
mirror before the applause, the fall
and the slow unravelling of fabric
and day.
 
Throwing The Love Letter Away

Witches float on silent rivers
before being set alight
by sunlight and the invisible
whispers of former lovers
 
The Wicked Witch Offers Dorothy Some Fashion Advice

And I said to Dorothy,
'Honey, there's no way you can go
out looking like that'
before throwing her my dog coat

Peta ain't got nothing on me,
I muttered before howling at the Moon
 
flyguy69 said:
::

In the calamity of the body
there are so many ways to die:
the delinquency of a single organ: the heart,
say, and the necessary commerce
of the blood stalls; a kidney,
and the soup of yourself
turns sour. Acquire a deficiency
and you become public hunting ground
for pathogens beyond count. This is no
earthly vessel for the soul, this is
a time bomb, hissing and sputtering
in indignation, its fiery rhetoric
rallying every cell to its cause, each
one of them prepared to betray.

::
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My heart has left me far behind.
Its capacity for beating through death
even with a greivous wound,
astounds me in the wonderous
body that is sustained by the blood
and thought that makes me human.
 
recycled bones et al

what is death besides decay?
I imagine worms gnawing
at wings and angels smiling
as their souls imagine less
than mortal things
like poetry and hummingbirds'
showers in the rain
a verse a version, not afraid to die
embrace this day, this time
quit wasting your life
asking Why
 
Fears Fall Away

When I was a boy, terrified by
witch's' scratching, "I'm going to get you"
I'd brave ... peak from beneath the blanket;
fingers tapping the window were ... leafless trees.


Stop short #5: Fears Fall Away
-- a Chinese chueh-chu
 
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Or

::

Faces stare down like
lights, shining their sterile
questions into every private place.
State your name and birthdate, when did you last
urinate, do you have a prosthesis,
when did you last have sexual
relations? I assume they continued
after my eyes went dim; I hope I cried out
the right name.

::
 
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flyguy69 said:
::

Faces stare down like
lights, shining their sterile
questions into every private place.
State your name and birthdate, when did you last
urinate, do you have a prosthesis,
when did you last have sexual
relations? I assume they continued
after my eyes went dim; I hope I cried out
the right name.

::
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:heart: this.

Worked in the medical field for years. I saw this on a daily basis ... Bet you put a kink in the works my friend, lol.
 
I need to tend myself
but this wound is too tender
to touch, the mouth runs red
with blood, open and gaping
while edges swell into welts
emblazoned with blues
purples and yellows, regal
on the throne of this kingdom
where pain has banished passion
and this prince turned pauper
 
Headache

You feel it deep inside your skull,
a 250 pound gorilla beating on a drum.
Ignoring the noise makes the pain
worse. It never stops beating,
only becoming quieter when it stops

and observes those moments of your
life it needs to watch, so it can focus
on when to give you pain. A general
with an unlimited arsenal of pain.
There is no warning whenever it strikes,

there is no armistice or treaty. You
can try and null the pain with pills
but that only makes it more determined
to fight back. And when you sleep,
it will plant its flag on your summit.
 
you ask me to let go
of the lifeline you have thorwn
to give up the dreams we share
but have all too briefly known

to sink into oblivion
leaving not a trace
having tasted of your heaven
the radiance of your face

how can you be so heartless
to watch me slip away
did you save me just to kill me
is that the game you play?

I thought I meant more to you
than you meant to yourself
I guess that I was just a step
to improve your mental health

Please ignore my ramblings
they spring from a tortured mind
resigned to suffocation
yet I can't let go the line
 
Gauss

He distilled earth's magnetic field,
purifying it in an iron skull
until it was ready to swoop out
and settle in its father's mantle.
 
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He helps me when things are tough
but I think ... love
only you. My boyfriend, not!
When one wants a man,
no mere boy can replace what I feel for the man
in my dreams, my every
perfect fantasy come true.

Some will say this is poetry
this is so passionate.
but real passion

I say, real passion
is you
and I locked close, screaming for release
begging
far into the night
the more
more. More of you.

I see you there
dancing before mine eyes
meagerly hiding in the shadows
wishing to appear
but so afraid
of what will happen. I feel you

down deep as my heart cries, begging you
to forget the past
live for here and now, be my
one. Be
with me.
 
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