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love must be such a strange thing

Believe that I’m in heaven
And that you’ll go there as well
When our bodies touch the earth again
When the people cry
‘Cause they’ll believe that we have left
Oh, our souls will touch the sky again
And they will glow, they will glow
‘Cause they’ll be home…

~*~

and darling, i love

your bruised wings and celestial voice

stirring up the empty wind

with soft static noise

.

and darling, i love

your fading chocolate eyes

melting into sun’s golden horizons

in stars of sugar and spice

.

and darling, i love

your imperfect revelations

more immaculate than a stippled saint’s

breathtaking at every revolution

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and darling, i love

your sentimental mind’s muse

gossamer creeds and caustic exhilaration

that i wouldn’t ever dare to refuse

.

and darling, i love

your unique ability to make me feel

beating my solipsistic heart back

into a lukewarm pulse tangible and real

.

and darling, i love

the clemency of your pensive soul

and how it never even hurts me

when into its beckoning embrace i fall

.

and darling, i love

even though it’s a steadfast ache

until the night my eidetic serenity withers

i’ll dream of you when i’m awake

.

and darling, i love

you.

~*~

If I can’t have you
That’s okay with me
Just as long as I know
That you’re living free…

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Monomania

The chemicals in my brain

Are spilling over into tidal waves

And ricocheting delusions

But I don’t mind what they make

I’m being disgusting, banal

My apathetic towers are crashing

Yes, I’m sick from sentiment

But is that really such a bad thing?

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lungs burned in liquor

Like a rush shot through you
Everyone is watching you…
Told you why I see no need for the sun
(I’ve found a reason to say)
A love you light is a love soon gone…

~*~

a rush of blood

under falling skin

serenade confessions

kissing chlorine

gift shop grenades

vertigo weaving clarity

mirror wounds

bleed out my vanity

so tell me again

my heartless lover

lips of rose and needles

an ornamented endeavour

feathers stir past the sea

cloudy sulphur halos

candle-lit reveries

drowned in pools shallow

perhaps this world is

better off without

a trace of vertical stripes

incarcerating doubts

flags of pure surrender

scarlet against satin

i’m dissecting dead stars

a lost name set in latin

my platinum eyes

scratched the vinyl record

sentimental titanium

wrapped in unravelled cords

a rush of oxygen

under decaying lungs

a promenade desperation

touching gasoline.

~*~

If this is it
Don’t bother ’cause this love is a lie
I’m a chemical kid
You’re a mechanical bride…

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The Violence and the Infarction

Was I the coruscant antebellum kindred

To your predilection of extraneous vagary?

Aeon past the tachyon of obsequious depredations

Within thralls of specular painstaking coterie

My reprieve was but an aspersion of its faux edifice

Construed and cogitating in a stringent sepulchre

The drivel of platitudes and pugnacious respite

The pinnacle of obstinate, sulphur tongue abjured

The tomes writ under tantalus, narrating its temerity

A paragon of predicament, deleterious I may be

So scourge me in pugilistic nostrum and brash facsimile

Audacity and recidivism alike, burning constabulary

How succinct you are, garmented in laburnum clamour

As gregarious plaintive impertinence vehemently quavers

The verboten of pretentious and erroneous miscreants

Tidal waves of synchronous aesthete, pale arrogance defiant

Was I the exculpated alla breve you defended quite magnanimously

Your aspiring coltish sphene of the sacrilegious cognoscenti?

If only these coronary provocations were veritable, not desultory

The emolument for infatuation are naught but languorous presentiments.

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symptomatic sentiments

what makes

people tick

isn’t the

complicated

tricks,

it’s the simple

emotions

of a heart so

s i c k.

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Conciliating the Innocuous Evil

Don’t stop drinking, the water will hold

I’ve got a tap on the oceans, seven-fold

Did I bruise your two lips efficaciously?

You’re an adenoidal suicidal blue baby

Sterile words are asthenic sanitisation

Are you embarrassed by that attention?

A cavalcade of tragedy and menagerie

Demarcated flirtation in grave robbery

My wink scheming pertinent adulation

Vindication is not the equivocal potion

Presentiment is a faux rubbish tumbril

If you wish to execute me, I’ll fire at will.

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Leidenschaft

On my soul, its destructive havoc is wreaking

Putting my heart through pillars of hellfire

Why does the sordid pain feel so amazing

And sheer part of emptiness my only desire?

Living deadlocked in a poisonous addiction

Sanity no longer under my personal jurisdiction

The anathemic power of human emotions

Making me lust for the acidic taste of perdition.

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