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There’s five good deeds
said he to me,
I must complete to prove
my love.
If not in haste he would
be pleased
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The
temptation of your kiss,
an
event horizon
anchored
in space-time,
draws
me closer.
A
subtle shi..
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Oozing
with desperation
to perform
for a captive
audience,
imagining
endless encores
from adoring fans.
Your e..
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Life is a dime-store dream
in a poor part of town
where ignorant people buy imitation life
pre-packaged in white..
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Contrived conversation.
Hor d’oeuvres with frilly toothpicks.
Chintzy cocktail napkins.
Alcohol in plas..
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There, in the tail of that comma, in that ethereal silent
pause between whispered words, we are suspended in a universe..
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Can you see my Achilles’ heel as I trip over your social norms and stumble on the balance beam of your linear expectations?I don’t know if..
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Your cerebral symphony is a striking decomposition in C Major. An orchestra of topiary neurons scored between moist layers of atrophied images and unr..
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Oh wretched Life, the games you play!You mock and tease a simple soulof death, in fleshly terms, the fear!But none is worse than what you pluckfrom de..
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The hazy blue neon sign sputters and flashes its iconic message.Black weathered boots trudge silently over a cemetery of wooden planks stained with dr..
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