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I touch her face with feathered love,
still, she flinches as if I’m all wrecking ball fists
and flamethrower breath.
I understa..
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If you don't get it, then, I can't help you.
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Out of nowhere, come the battledrums,and Heaven begins to fall.A sleepy scream recalls its origin. Feel it burn in the
belly
like the engine r..
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blast of inward turmoil
as the
chest is torn open
to reveal
sick dogs howling
at monsters
behind their eyes.
moment of
inward ..
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Scorpion shelled adventure breaks down on the backstreets of Shangri La. Driver tilts the rearview to watch Sunshine squirm in the backseat. Is it a t..
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...no I'm not happy,I just think I'll feel less like a weaklingif I'm smiling when you finallywork up the courage to punch mein the face.why not dance..
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the lyrics
are
fingertips
on fair skin
where the
hipbone juts
slightly
enough to be sexy.
the tune
is a sharp inhale,
jus..
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puppy dances
a dust storm:
she doesn’t
know what rain is
because we
don’t have that anymore.
one day,
puppies will be..
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now,metal bay doors
clinch like
soured teeth.
there were
5 busted guitars
bleeding to
death in the pine green
dumpster grave.
..
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clocks scream
red numbered expressions:
half-finished
lessons lie dying.
he was saying
something about the future
as I
sutured his li..
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