The days they do go by Everlong Everflowing Ever Ever Ever I hear the echoes and the storms all around Below Above To the side The lifting winds swirling embrace Rains that peel flesh from bone Cloud fingers reaching down Plucking everything stable and pulling away I landed in Portland On a day new Nothing [...]
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The trickle trackled I fell, ya, that’s right You didn’t catch me, I think you didn’t even see Did you hear me DO YOU HEAR ME I think you hear me walking away See my trackles Trickling
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We all live with a thin film flimsily pasted to our image The mirror, she sees you–or do you see her. . . ? . . . Sometimes we sit with melancholy from the vision exhumed in the silver glass pool We swoon and swirl too, when she shows things so pretty, oh so fair [...]
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Furiously– see her arched again! The look has changed, but the mask is the same. She’ll prowl you alright: Scratch. Bite. Fight. Feverishly you’ll fiend and fester. Her glare is really a stare as you fixedly fade silent. She watches, see those eyes burning for you, feel the lick she imagines, Taste her as she [...]
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“That is just the way you want it!” inhaling. “Just what you got!” exhaled. He is thin is reserve, thin in silence, opaque are the blocks of time between. “I am spread open by your blade, blood iron sticks wet, I am bleeding for you.” She opens in anticipation. “You get this, baby! That’s it.” [...]
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