Stories tagged poetry

The Taste in My Mouth

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whose spit is this?

kroy hearts destiny

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r luv iz gud enuf 4 a tat2

all hearts share the same fears

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All hearts share the same fears, pearl white, from the start. Sobbing away in the head, and capable of moral choice. The right to remain silent, cold, and exiled. We understand that bodies will return to their original sins, away from their innate quali

Cuffless

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My hands are frozen in a cage.

under my plum

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And so, hail to you if you could reach up under my plum, lock and curl, with those frail lightning-like bones of mine, assenting to this now, it’s up to you to father the world, to wash in the great line of heaped-up generations, I say, hail to you, Riv

Your Medusa

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All your loved ones have passed on the other side of the world.

The Weight

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the soundtrack for your small regrets

What I wanted 1976

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turn my Dorothy Hamill into a golden shadow

Monkey Island

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All these particles and noises partying around us Saturn and Mercury beyond us communicating via telescopic telepathy.

hidden mouths

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A girl drowned there. Hidden mouths sucked her under out of her narrow life, into the underworld. They repeatedly swam to her as she went to the bottom, singing sweetly in her ear, the fear, the dread, bearing the open bird of difficult light undersea.

A Perfect Woman

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Oxygen catches in her throat, but anyway, she breathes.

washing in the dawn

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Here and there a few bits of beauty, with the highest respect, reverence, erect with pride. Almost twice a thousand dawns, ten thousand in intimacy, the breasts, the nipples, means of the world to nourish itself, by the intimate bay. It's almost pun

Insomnia

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They sit, they create, they watch.

try surviving twilight

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Just try surviving twilight, if you think the night spreads so much courage. In the gardens of the world, I washed. The song licking the joy that races through the hair, electric. So, suffer or permit me a caress. Please me a little, and silk up my leg.

Center of the Universe

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