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Domestic Park

Desk drawers

Fractured tibia

Stopwatch red

Dream febricula

Medicated blues

Hangover sober

Ready-set overdose

Insides uncovered

Busted-up mouth

Bloodied ceiling

Cracked linoleum

Window unhinging

Screaming children

Playground purple

Tempest tantrums

Drainage overfull

Halted arguments

Gossipy neigbours

“Do-not-cross” tape

Handcuffed endeavour

Guilt-ridden laughter

Covered up with tears

Madness manifesting

“I didn’t do it, dear.”

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Vena Amoris

Your wedding ring

Is cutting off your circulation

A blue diamond bling

Accentuating infatuated poison

Your fingers as purple

As the fresh bruises on your neck

If love was an accident

You’re headed for a train wreck

A thin band of silver

Stab your heart and wish to die

Red lines on your skin

If that’s your wish darling, I will try

Consummate turns rancid

Domestic turns into souls recluse

Passion becomes acid

A battle of fists and verbal abuse

On a homely warfield

In sickness and in health alike

That vein pumps blood

But when it finally ceases beating

So will your love.

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Picture Perfect Family

Welcome to my home

I’m glad you came

We are very much pleased

To make your

Comely acquaintance.

See that over there?

There, by the side—

Oh no, no, silly;

Not the unswept

Debris of dirt and

Smashed plates and

Fragile china sets,

Pray not step on it

You might get

Wounded worse

Than I did.

Not the bloodstains

On the beige wall,

An abstract painting

Of all the beatings

We fought for.

Not the snivelling

Figure in the corner,

Sulking and muttering

That’s just my sister

Nor the vomit

On the decaying floor

Presented thus

By my piss drunk

Loser brother.

Ignore the sounds

Upstairs as well,

My mother’s crying

And father’s screaming

Might be a little

Distracting to you.

It’s over there,

By the side of the

Chimney, on

The mantelpiece…

Yes, that one

The cracked frame

With the shattered glass

Which is in fact

A photograph

Of me and

My happy family

All smiling parodically

With dead eyes

And ironic peace signs

And content with

Our normal lives…

Charming, isn’t it?

That’s just me

And my perfect family

What more can we ask for?

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Vituperation

It’s nothing

But acridity

And asperity

And mordancy

And acerbic wits

Along with

Nasty smiles

And icy glares

And vindictiveness

And maliced spite;

But don’t

Count me out

In this domestic

Exercise in futility

It strengthens

My sarcasm

And apathy

And inability

To give a fuck…

All this malevolence

In a contained

Household

Boiling over to

A scalding tantrum,

All screaming

My, aren’t we

Having so

Much

Fun?

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★ before ☆

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

before the miracles

and curses merged

into a singular beast

and all the vices and

the virtues had their

one celebration feast

the fall was set to come.

before sun and moon

ran away together to

find another universe

and the horizon and

ocean kissed goodbye

in firmament hearse

the fall would soon run.

before bandits and cops

plead guilty and innocent

make amends to the jury

and you stormed out and

i collapsed in mutual loathe

and cold transpicuous fury

the fall has come and gone.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

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Marital Machines

Tell me now, I know
That it just won’t stop
You will find your flow
When you go robot…

~*~

For now I’ll question what this is about

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

Our system was complex, a tangle of red wires

You refused to be binary, a programmed liar

.

For now I’ll stall my grinding clockwork mouth

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

And I’m s-s-stuttering my computed convictions

When you’re switching, wasting my prior restrictions

.

For now I’ll stifle my careful calculated pouts

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

Tongues pour crude oil and sugar, but not a sound

I can sense this l-l-love affair is a battleground

.

For now I’ll withhold all my [g]oogled doubts

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

I’ll update you on the latest version of your l-l-lies

And the experts say I don’t hurt, just byte

.

For now, my high voltage CPU overheats a lot

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

My visual goggles seem to be badly leaking

Your accusatory fingers are clicking and p-p-pointing

.

For now I’ll plug into a safer route

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

You were wired with implanted ab-ab-abjudications

You called me nuts and bolted with geared emotions

.

For now I’ll s-s-steal some pixelated 8-bit clouts

Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

Your sloppy affections at the wrong time, the wrong place

I’ll retrieve my composure, desire your asphyxiated grace

.

For now I’ll be speaking boldly, volume rising aloud

L-l-let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out

My word stream is unstable, a data-mosh of praying

Perhaps you’ll have the sanctum’s version 0.1 aging

.

For now I’ll signal an alarming blowout

Let’s talk it out, let’s t-t-talk it out

You were electric, and you overloaded my circuits

But technicalities aside, you were but a v-v-virus

.

For now, for now, you won’t backup, and my process is going south

L-l-let’s talk it out, let’s t-t-talk it out, le-le-let’s t-t-talk it o-o-out

Analysis shows I can take your micro cheap tricks no longer

Warning! Data error! System failure! Shut down or recover?

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I want to thank you
And spank you upon your silver skin
Robots don’t care where I’ve been
You’ve got to choose it to use it
So let me plug it in
Robots are my next of kin…

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