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stars & signs

i may not

be able to

count all

the stars

in the sky,

but knowing

that they’re

out there is

good enough

for me.

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Disasterology 101: Nightmares, Catastrophes, and Tragedies

I laid down, I drank the poison
Then I passed the fuck out
Now let me tell you about the good life
I have a million different kinds of fun
When I’m asleep and in a dream
That I’m your only one…

~*~

Several times these diamonds nearly bleed to death

Complicated breathing on a midnight I won’t forget

Thousand dollar oneirist, and coffee on your tongue

A song for my darling, upon shooting stars you hung

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An average rusted boy galvanised in strings of silver

Guitar crying between your careful calloused fingers

In lakeside eyes and shotgun hearts that bit the bullet

Dim burgundy and pastel notes splashing your palette

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Brushstrokes of gasoline, swimming under losing holds

Shame feels like broken bones, a promise not quite cold

Leatherbound love and liquid lie of a tarnished machine

Past your desecrated mouth, your affinities of evergreen

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Haunted homes fusing and fabric skins melting together

In miraculous eternity, reposing on a graveyard weather

Hopeless chasms I dug out deeply in my wilted backyard

Veil lacing past spinal cords, as my pallid flesh is charred

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Oh, I may well never marry gold, your lucent sun is not for my abyssal sea

And the sable ravens perched in the courtyard do not sing nor caw for me

But as the sky revolves around horizons, and our distant footsteps scream

I can hear you vividly in hymnals of faith, and of your throes I shall dream.

~*~

If you come over tonight
We can travel through time
We can sleep on the ceiling
And creep under black lights…

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pastel pink

i’ll play the game

and i’ll solve

your lost puzzle

in pastel pink

adorn my skies

impress me with

the unique way

your heart thinks

pool pastel pink

and mouthfuls

of cerulean rain

both in sync

moon blooming

and floral fading

nuanced from your

lyrical hazel ink

pastel pink boy

hispanic soft smile

mistaken liquid

a silvery wink

paint a light brush

on a cast canvas

colour this blackout

neutral chainlink.

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Still of the Night

Keystone bridges clip the sky
From window seats, lean right over me
Smell my promises to take a pleasant start
Ease a sense of heart, give a little bit…

~*~

This city is often drowsy

But it never slumbers

It only pauses to hitch

An evening’s breath

Before returning to life

And bustle once more

Yet somehow, I prefer

the quiet city when it’s

Barely holding on, and

Almost passing out from

Asphyxiation, all before

Exhaling out stale zephyr

For a fresh glimpse of dawn

Circulating warm blood in

Its road and highway veins

Because in the almost-dead

Of the cityscape midnight,

Both darkness and silence

Ensconce houses within their

Enamoured embrace, as if

It was a cozy knitted tapestry

Quite comforting and familiar

As the sodium-lit stars and

The silver mercury moon

Hesitate not to provide hearts

With soft goodnight kisses

And in the not-quite dead

Midnight from this vespertine

Escape on a cityscape reverie

Is when I take the deepest sighs

And finally take my own share

Of the oxygen that gets stolen

By crowds in suffocating daylight.

~*~

Maybe you were my song
Don’t have to stay too long
Fed up with your friends
Whatever I could do to mend it now…

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Mending the Moon

i shall mend the moon for you

and i hope you’ll still accept it

even though there are stitches

intertwining through its craters

and i’ll embroider sparkling stars

on the dark side of the lunar face

perhaps you’ll hang it on the doorway

next to the artwork sun you handpainted.

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Head in the Clouds

one day, i’ll fish a cloud

from the ocean of the glacial sky

and perhaps have a taste of

the candy blue firmament nigh

i’ll be spinning the wisps

between my playful fingers and

over my stained yet smiling teeth

oh, rain must taste so sweet

or maybe i’ll use the clouds to plumpen

my empty carnation silk pillowcase

and let the final quaint drizzles evanesce

along with my pastel dreams, leaving not a trace.

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Nighttime Nonsense

I don’t think that

There will be stars

To cry for me tonight

No moon to scintillate

A quaint reverent glow

And tell me I’m alright

But the sunset tells me

To hold on to the horizon

And fall away under sleep

I’ll tuck the sun back in my

Pocket, despite the afterglow

Its recalescence gently weeps.

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Purple Rain and Sky-Blue Candy Floss

I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only wanted one time to see you laughing
I only want to see you laughing in the purple rain…

~*~

solitary notions

and a dazed memory

childish daydream

of a black sheep

i’m drowning

trying to find the

bullets in weekday rain

singing delicately

about a toothache melody

shivering blue lilies

hiding from ocean mist

pennies spent

in mossy wishing wells

and another nickel

for a cloudy carnival snapshot

and heaven’s sky melts

in my bruised lips

cool water droplets aching

for a taste of sweet

pastel drenches darkness

and i pass out from the cold

as eastern skylines end

a monday requiem.

~*~

Purple rain, purple rain
I only want to see you
Underneath the purple rain…

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Blank Dream

I’ll float on endlessly
Senses alluding me
This long horizon to this open sea…

~*~

a gabardine slate

in falling reveries

jilted aquamarine

of sweet rosemary

and hues of pastel

flourishing in blots

in field of lavender

tying sailor’s knots

lost aurora borealis

an occasion of hues

vivid shades collide

fed up with the blues

a grey sky lights up in stars

and in starkest chromaticity

but somehow a blank dream

is all my hazy eyes can perceive.

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Malinconia

Colours painted your smile

Within meteor showers

Freckles blink out with a laugh

Like constellations summer

Willowy hair touches centuries

You sing in liquid symphonies

Infatuated with southern horizons

Speechless tongue, speculations

Perpetual stars leave no trace

Of lying galaxies among your gaze

Eternity seems like a fickle story

If your heart is in a melancholy clarity.

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