NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
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The Lighthouse Mermaid Who Disdained Legs For A He..A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..here there be magik shells smashed open against the jetty their pearl prisms cracked caught on the tail flip of a kraken scaling a lighthouse wa.. |
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Slip Of Lips~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..If you knew How to be a man You would understand That sometimes My soul comes off With my lipstick When you press your fingertips against my mo.. |
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Low Lying Clouds In a Pearl Colored Skye~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..~"In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine." — Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightn.. |
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Topography Of A Well Designed Geisha Who Held Ont..A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..There is a face in this universe My hands ache to explore It’s not yours With you, my fingers curl into a protective fist Uncurl into a rh.. |
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Little Cherry Blossom Contemplates Becoming A Poll..A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..Much like shell casings Encasing rattling runes Ruins of my bones fell in metal sparks to ground Grounded in the soil Soil spread a moist blanket .. |
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Peeling Girl~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..On the first day My plumes could rival a tropical bird’s Shiny under your stroking attention And I cooed like a dove Ignoring the onyx prism.. |
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Fresh Water~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..My pearls Broken in fresh water Shells cracked open between the palms of a hungry man He’s been at sea forevermore Storms live in his gray e.. |
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ReadRequests~ A CommentaryA Story by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..~will NOT be sending out RR's~ cross my tart and hope to poke you in the sky~ |
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Predator Echoes~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..my killer walks with a side gait that announces his wound I have never seen his eyes but I know they are cloud blue fromdrinkingmy smoky jazz li.. |
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Graveling Point~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..I beach my car at the concrete barrier between my skin and the dew of the sea Mornings collect in mist a curiously comforting shawl around old.. |