i am not perfect on purpose.

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and at once, i will be turned into light

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finally, divinely

sleep and dreams,

take away these

thoughts

that drop my

every

anchor

take them far away from me

they have become

my canker

whisp me into

the abstract

where a man is able

to love

only one

shut off my ears

the silence of the night has

wrenched me

undone

cradle me in a soft veil

of forgiveness

and of love

let men mistake the two

no more

below is as above

no more tossing

in my bed

it forces all warmth out

no more reaching

without touching only

severe doubt

no more

rubbing my eyes

out of frustration

and of grief

loneliness is palpable

and

i'm aware

that i'm a thief

haunt my hallways

no more

with my past

it didn't last for

a reason

and like your wisdom,

my mind

is vast

allow me to comfort you

as well

burdens are your

property, i can tell

leave the world

to a mother

we can turn our backs

for a while

let us play the way they play

going downstream

in the Nile

speak to me

you could do that easily

i would

absolutely

respond and appease

and since you've set

no one before me

perhaps

you'd prefer to keep me

for yourself

in this case

let's make love

i will slide off your

asteroid belt

dance with me

in the darkness

of a shadow's

storm

melting into

each other

your breath is sweet

and warm

pour the milky way

all down

my chest

take neptune's oceans

make them our

nest

lightly blow a comet

to come sweep me

off my feet

i'll hop on it from

saturn's rings and

kiss your

cold cheeks

lash a sun flare out

to wrap up my hips

slide down

a nebula and

suckle on my lips

fingertips

like the points on a star

dig into

our spines

in the red spot

of jupiter

a hot tub of sweet wine

venus's caramel is

a lovely strawberry dip

take a cloud

and forget the crowd

gravity needs

to get a grip

diving into the

velvet sapphire sky

devour my

senses but open

my third eye

our heads swept back

these blackholes appear

pull me away

no more from you

i only want you near

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loyal bastards

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true to you

push, i will, 'til they're pushed over the edge

slowly, but surely, one tap at a time

ingrained in me is this sure-shot pledge

push, i will, when the pickin's is prime

at first you couldn't feel it, an echo, i was

something you knew but couldn't touch

you jolted a slap like when you hear a buzz

but no vermin survived my hand as such

i can do to a cockroach what a nuclear bomb can't

smush it into the ground, oozin' guts all 'round

i used to bring 'em home to my ma and she'd rant

i'd wrinkle my nose, show 'er what i'd found

layin' there, lifeless, like you do now

i'd poke at 'em, then feed 'em to my dog

he'd claw at it, bark, like he does to the cow

it'd distract ma enough, i'd escape to the bog

knee-deep in swamp, that's where i found you

man, you must'a really upset some ol' buck

you must'a been a biter and screamer too

if i was him, well darlin', i'd call that luck

but, i 'spose some fellers just don't play that game

so easily insulted, their feelin's all shoved down

if you'd ask me, dead girl, i'd say it's a shame

i'd turn them soggy weeds into a lovely gown

i'll find him after i place you in the ocean, dear

i'll ask him to dance and i'll grab at his pants

i'll make all the wrong things very clear

i'mma storm and tonight, i'mma take a chance

push, i will, 'til he's pushed over the edge

slowly, but surely, one rub at a time

ingrained in me is this sure-shot pledge

push, i will, 'cause the pickin's is prime

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blowing off steam

the mirror

i've lost my angst, the ability to rebel

it cost the banks, i saw them swell

i took to the roads, i was lonely and alone

can't differentiate between my heart and a stone

i no longer take the chances i used to

cut the cords of passion i was fused to

now i am strictly business, only literal terms for me

the consistent hammering of the clock is rhythm to me

my world is grey, but in order, so i can't complain

any chance at love only looks like pain

so why put myself in that fickle place to woo

i, of course, am writing, but in this case, i'm you

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now it's my turn

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allergies

the boohoos

of the misunderstood

beating them

to the chase feels too good

they slapped my hands

down on a marble table

cut off all my fingertips

and threw them

to the cradle

they tied rope around

my ankles and hung me

upside down

the blood was to drain

out of my hands

toward

the hounds

pockets have

never been so useful

while i get the flog

the worst part is that i can't scratch

the hives i got

from them

damn

dirty

dogs

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solitude for two

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empty castle

what is this sorrow

missing things i never had

looking at the rain fall

like i was the first to be sad

longing for acceptance

and denying it when received

looking for a studying eye

to feel what i've conceived

the loss of identity and self

storing everything away

falling asleep to wake up

nights blurring into days

waiting for a departure time

grinding my teeth while i nap

at an airport on the outskirts

doubting the need for a map

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the keeper of the waves

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a past life

every thick, heavy drop
of this roaring Irish blood
thirsts to be swallowed
into emerald pastures

eyes for miles
and i am captured

fresh calm temple
you mercy breeze

oversized hearts
and he's

dancing with me
in front of our friends
wooden walls with knots
and bends

your raspy whisper in my ear
a peasant turned princess
remember the year?

no shame, no guilt, no nerves, no fear
the sky, your hunger
minds are clear

in the deep
bodhrán drum i drowned
but that is where i
found my crown

i couldn't afford a dress
in town, so that boy
covered me
like a gown

soft breath
on each other's skins

a fingertip made of pearl

dip me in your needles
and pins

let my urge for you unfurl
let it blossom the day
before you die
my will is strong, my knees are not
my heart, it races
and yet you lie
bare and naked and

about to rot
by a thousand years, my love
was late
Kintyre, i will always wait
you buried
his bones under the gate

Kintyre,
i will
always
wait

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poof

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ain't no slave to you

just because you've made an assumption

and stormed off like you so often do

doesn't mean that another is responsible

to explain the circumstances to you

i am too old to be chasing misunderstandings

and too young to use up all my time

on little girls who can't get enough attention

or see the rhythms in my rhyme

and now i say in the truest way i can

i was the best and i was loyal until the end

but the end has come much earlier

so there's no need to try and make me bend

so say farewell or don't, if you like

i'm sure it will all be explained in the light

i have no catchy lines of parting

or thoughts that seeing will give you sight

if anything i hope that you learn your beauty

and that you stop denying yourself a chance

people are not basement punching bags

waiting for you to ask them to dance

and no, i'm not going to thank you

for all the wonderful times we shared

i am going to walk away quietly

and slowly forget all that was declared

some people are great at spitting insults

some people are great at being nice

but when they call you self-centered

they themselves have become the lice

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alex grey

gravity is gravid

a point of view, like a point on a star

a thinking spot on a cliff from afar

overlooking an ocean, a sea of doubt

rejecting the guilt they try to dish out

i disagree and therefore i'm free

to be a change instead of a bee

to use my honey to cling to a liana

take their questions and point to Diana

i held it before i could see it's power

spoke of enormity at the step of the tower

used my fingers to crawl through thick fog

sent my mind west from berlin to prague

pulsating beneath me is a closed mouth

waiting to explode all over the south

the world is a bubble waiting to pop

all the electricity isn't going to stop

firing out of the wires like birds from a cage

our auras will swell and end all rage

rainbows revealed to penetrate our brains

no more bodily sorrow or aches or pains

stories will be told from our souls

no more power struggles or paying tolls

answers will be found at question's cost

no one will be judged for being lost

no words will be needed, only a tune

rhythms to dance to under the moons

erasing divides between colour and light

cosmic love will glow through the night

computers will burst into red flames

antennas will spin, we'll make it a game

resources will be sucked back into the earth

we'll joke about industry for what it's worth

harmony will not cease in quiet alone times

thoughts of destruction will comfort our crimes

if intimacy is at the core of creation

i will not be afraid to experience sensation

to take all i have and pour it into vibrations

i've accepted the infinite's offering of elation

to float in this spaceship of seeds and words

there is no self, just a bridge to the absurd

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chang chang

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you're not alone when you're alone

my toes drag along the invisible routes i choose

and the hook attached at my sternum inflates my chest

like flags, my arms flail behind, they're limp and loose

and the cool breeze on my face makes this a valid test

contorted limbs and an unreadable expression

the telepathy and the melting, you're warm honey

a dance with saturn's ribbon and a fierce confession

may turn my iron heart all coiled and runny

intricacies and maps are denied without a thought

knife fights in a factory that manufactures silk

a razor to scrape the goo from my eyeballs is bought

you're in the fetal position suckling mother's milk

no bags to carry, just an empty pool to fill up

i'll sit on the street and wait for a milky way bus

no more sounds in the night of a jingling change cup

singing songs to myself out loud, some soft, some for us

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