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INTERLUDES ~ pt.1-4

[❦] 
mouth to mouth 
breathing in sweet morphine 
         she's analgesic 

fill my lungs 
with toxin antihistamine 
kiss me quick 
kill the seeds of sick 

             she's angelic

  [❦❦]
unwinding me
unraveling at the seams 
a knitting needle 
piercing through my skin

jinx one-two twice 
junk found on a spoon 
shot up flooding veins 
leads to a fork 
at yellow-brick roads untraveled

    [❦❦❦]
reshuffle the deck of playing cards 
draw another hand 
the house has me stoned & frozen 
sinking deeper into the sand

                 steepled fingers 
tip-toe through a church temple  
burn, burn, burn the system 
   & bring down the cathedral  

cats chase paper airplanes   
along smoke 
                    & mirror laced red carpet trails     
meeting where butterflies play 
      symmetry games
         en route to cemetery gates 

     [❦❦❦❦]
Justine sang the libertine song 
marching with Marquis de Sade
in boots of Spanish leather 
across a whip-scarred back of a hostage 
in rain soaked Stockholm 
begging in quivering seesaw voice 
        'please sir, 
                  hold me closely   
                                 & let me leave' 

◄ these mountains echo the last Kalahari bushman song

la petit mort ►

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