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Palimpsests: June 2014
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Saturday, June 7, 2014. Song of the Banshee. As the moon rose within her womb. She covered her face. Tears that could give birth. To babies with ten heads—. Clutched in each paw. A wail arose from her self. A lullaby that had once put. Many would join,. They would sing and rejoice—. A chorus of sirens,. Each with an unborn baby. The babies have grown up—. Men with innocent stubbles. They have fallen silent—. Afraid of the melody,. Teeming with the coldness of memory. And the warmth of abandon.
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Palimpsests: Song of the Banshee
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Saturday, June 7, 2014. Song of the Banshee. As the moon rose within her womb. She covered her face. Tears that could give birth. To babies with ten heads—. Clutched in each paw. A wail arose from her self. A lullaby that had once put. Many would join,. They would sing and rejoice—. A chorus of sirens,. Each with an unborn baby. The babies have grown up—. Men with innocent stubbles. They have fallen silent—. Afraid of the melody,. Teeming with the coldness of memory. And the warmth of abandon.
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Palimpsests: To Kanchenjungha
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Thursday, May 8, 2014. For you could not be seen, you could not be seen. As my eyes strove to find their tear-kin,. For I knew then, as I know now—. That all beauty is meant to die somehow. When my hand reached out and clutched his sleeping frame,. I knew then, too, this love had no name. I smelled his breath, I tasted his woe. Even as my heart dreamed of the golden snow;. I lost my self with each thrust of his weight,. And regained my self in the frozen cold after-sweat. View my complete profile.
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Palimpsests: June 2009
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Friday, June 26, 2009. Mouth in a fish tank. I can't choose not to breathe. The myth of bound feet. I bloat to fill up. Links to this post. Never knew you caused. I AM NO WOMAN! Yet each time you are born. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Mouth in a fish tank I cant choose not to breathe. Birth Never knew you caused So much pain I AM N. There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget.
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Palimpsests: March 2012
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Tuesday, March 6, 2012. With great sex;. My dreams are dry. Can you recall the last time. You soaked me with lust? The pillow smiles back. My dreams are dry. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Sigh-soaked pillows Can seldom compete With great . There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget.
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Palimpsests: February 2014
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Friday, February 28, 2014. Between being and space. On goat's milk and ashes. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Stranded- Between being and space Stranded- For . There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget.
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Palimpsests: March 2009
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Thursday, March 19, 2009. They walled you in Sia. I miss the nets. I roll off tables. They covered you in scorn Sia. Jack's giant cut his beanstalk. He let his house crumble. He ate the little boy. They blinded your nipples Sia. I saw you only briefly. In the bleeding rainbow. I tasted milk on my tongue. Links to this post. A scream tries to flee. My dewdrops torn in two. The Karma in you. Snakes keep me in check. And I paid you in screams. Links to this post. Monday, March 9, 2009. To reach you Sia.
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Palimpsests: February 2009
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Monday, February 16, 2009. Lies come from below. Cracking it open like an eggshell. He makes sure he is eaten. By Lucifer in a blue jeans. I destroyed Rome in a day. And now I’m jobless. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. He left me Hanging with Christ Lies come from belo. There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget.
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Palimpsests
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Saturday, May 31, 2014. You suffocate me, yet. In strange ways you liberate;. Inwards I walk, yet. I see the shadows of my thoughts. Upon your bridges, columns and arches—. More than two centuries old. And drives me mad. With lust for revolution. You bred me in your body, yet. Ravenous, I feed. Upon your dying flesh,. Just as you devour my life-force. To sustain your hunger;. Your poets, your songs, your insanity. Are mine to hold,. Just as my loves and desires. Are yours to engulf. But you will cling.
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