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Wonder
if these shoes
hide
flesh colored
socks
As in:
Socks made of air
and fading strings?
if these shoes
hide
flesh colored
socks
As in:
Socks made of air
and fading strings?
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Literature
consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
Literature
Galaxy Skin
Galaxies look like milk i spilt on the lino
ethereal,
it's true;
Nut's body was is freckled with Taraxacums and gaiety.
She tells me it's like design,
tells me that, even though my cavity chest is full
of empty space held steadfast by stardust,
that it's all God's volition, that it's all art.
she tells me that numbers/words are the window to the soul,
that I should write about emptiness and glitter and detritus in the waves happiness
Literature
ambivalance
i will never be at peace
as you are
finally
because
i decided to live
even though it goes against every fiber of my being.
i miss you
i envy you
i hate you
but more than anything
i love you.
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