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...After These Hours...

To the marrow of a hinge in the door looming within the spaces in my spine.

 I partake unwillingly into the silence of the thereafter; I hear them walking after these hours...

I do so.

Linger in the niche halfway of dawn predessessing names, and umbilical alliances from the severed.

The key is in the shadow and the sun.

The howl before humanity: I am somehow unasleep beneath the moo...

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Healing

...A Soul Awaits...

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Why are you a parasol carnage of hearts?...Fire to hearth; wavering.

Why do you flicker so loudly?

Evey pronunciation proclaims vowels and blood, and elusive feats of things unanchored.

 

Can I tell you that within my sewer I hear ocean sounds?

Loud whispers. Evening portals…Long distances made short.

I take for granted what I feel from neighborly beasts.

Eating goldfish benea...

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... I Feel Them...

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Residual tar has iron boots imprinted by the bar where I never go while awake.

I have never shut my eyes to the glory of those that rub sea salt between their calloused fingers.

With sideways glances we speak of a tourmaline rimmed well of dreams, that hold the most perfect seashells.

At the pit where the sun never dives into our humanly sequences in metaphors, suddenly, the fog became ou...

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...Petunia...

Petunia, aren’t you afraid of the wolves?...

Say the seed is one to trample into narratives from love devoured.

Who spoke to flowers other than the lady who wrote of odd things?...

I had written of flowers since I was first gazing from the womb.

Needless to say the darkness loved the light.

 I am the lit bulb in the room everyone forgets and remembers...Perhaps, no longer.

Someth...

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...Take The Dive...

Dismantle again at the shore.

All the ruins and misogyny in your bones.

Tantrums come in waves in incomprehensible detailed notions; fragmenting for the selfless beauty.

Your agony embraces these hours.

The antiquity of soul lost in clocks drowns the withered…

 

Your body splashing over cold stones.

Fluorescent fish within depth dancing. Frantic to live...

 

Take the div...

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...I’m Tired...

I’m tired of unloving the forlorn root of the combustible star. Infancy of immediate wisdom.

Tell me how the air was sweet under the dew of agony feeling the light.

The heart; a rose trembling. The sky loves you with tears in innumerable cloud, condensing into streets.

I am tattered and torn; evaporating into red sleeves upon arms.

My dress sways like midnight on nights unhemmed.

Th...

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...Within Garments...

Residents in my head of hawthorn and wool. Fleshly cloudy constellation. You are here as a stellar palette of scars. Does the eternal womb and catacomb divide doorways, when my body is gravel...The fire within my tongue; swool?

 

Curtains of things blatantly unbeheld.

My vision holds your body tonight.

The stone cracked open.

Overtones of nonexistence.

Intangible silk draped betw...

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...Their Souls...

Cold flutter of responses scathing steel.

This is the free verse digesting knobs; intimacy of clouds consuming frequency within hands...

And fallacy of lovers raining a charade of passions out to a fire chiseling scorns…

 

Swollen hearted.

 

I made bread with my soul worn inside and out…

I  hurt like you; still we feed.

I wore my Love well... I fed my Lover well, the transg...

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You Take With You The Music

When you go you take with you the music.

I am left with that solitary moment of injustice inquiring oneself.

Of a rhythm occupying palpitations that waver blood into a certain sea of red entering the stratosphere…

 

There I sink and live in my liveliest.

 

There, I sleep within a maddening cocoon. Dreams yearn the chisel of your rough hands…Fluorescent fish and waves harbor a dan...

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Don’t Worry Mama, Don’t Worry Papa

It rained inside the totality of losses, and populated solitary ventures into the rhyme and rhythmic pulses of pleasantly sad dense clouds moving slowly through veins. No one hears this music when a key within my bosom pulls my head down low…

I alone listen.

I alone remember.

Protective bird of rubble. Gatekeeper of my thorns. My sanguine woes. Wine drip from eyes shut tight. Cleansed ori...

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...Even Then, We Are Happy...

First, from nothing scarce.

From the significance in first tormenting light after leaving the dark.

I wanted to mention how love saved certain severances...The blood and clay…soul molded and punctured body of constellations…

 

How we break free.

How my star falls tonight.

 

Into the root. Into the wind to feel the soil again. Like his hands wavering the beginnings of sun and s...

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...Emulating Arms...

Vessels in time emulate arms.

If I were mistaken that the grandiose metamorphosis was the metaphysical butterfly into the dawning of bullets; puncturing the veil…It is because my old soul emerged early into epiphany.

Soon sailboats will anchor on my wings...Born foot first. Halo around my neck...Mama cried...Bring her beneath the lights they said. I was not breathing...Then, I frantically wa...

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...Die And Live With Me...

Dark birds hover around the wounds of the mystic. They are thirsty.

I am forrayed emitting light. Swashbuckling my shadow. Descending. Invisible ethereal mist...

The fog attributed to the charm of strangers. Colors harbor the noisy cloud of confessionals.

I feel the foam of ruins. Mirrors with cracked edges. Silhouettes...

Doors sunken within eyes. Sunny shoveled graves. Hollowed out e...

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...We Are Us Jose...

I want to confess that the last minute is the bell tapered within his hands.

That single gesture of ominous struggle to wring out hazards and corridors. Rusted knobs like knuckles.

Eyelash fringe of frosted root. Cold clemency. Integrous beasts. We are jailed flutter. Inside. Within…

 

We free one another together.

 

I search for the maze of divine intervention and wings.

He i...

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...This Is Man...

They frame me in the milestones. Something like an unkempt garden. I am half naked in blizzards of truth. Temperamental hands unclothe me...

 

Uprooted.

 

Because you love me whispers from adversaries blow at our threads. The nature of their beasts forget the importance of their Mothers...Of women. Umbilical iridescence floats away. Kites like thoughts lose strings...

 

I promise...

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...Electricity...

This pain in the darkness…

It came to sudden eve to blaspheme the torment of branch through the quintessential. 

It took through the walls the solidity of ghost stories mending soul with ethereal strings and fire.

The amplitude of dust from centuries ferments in my body as life.

And, the blood seeps from the willow trees within pen as ink.

Playing into fruition heart chords drizzled...

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...This Evening And So Forth...

You enter me like birds with a sonar song to strong to blur.

Your melancholy cage full of soul suffices flew free with fragmented flair to detect.

This flock of ink does not fizzle the fire that singes the feather that the masses may mock.

You are the gusto of tragedy; the one that falls with me into the sea salt stench of waves.

On fire, what anchors me in ruins within the spume of sw...

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