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Passing The Stone

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Passing The Stone

The devious enthrallment had allowed such abject pauses in my speech—serpentine in nature, slithering in its subtlety—obsequious in tone, alive without hesitance, and the moment was mirrored with incessant snickering. The elucidation began with lucid sedation: the cold sterile needle penetrated slowly my gasping vein, pacifying a brutal beast—nefarious in its nuances and weary of…

Megalodon

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Megalodon

Countless tears fall from empty heavens cutting through the code, the nexus ripped and shredded, its invisible ribbons drape above my watery ceiling and sink hanging heavy, swinging right then left imitating the immortal jellyfish Graciously gravid and gargantuan in the choking gulps of a million depths under the sea, I approach with crashing cymbals…

Again And Again

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Again And Again

Rising   Monks that chanted clung to bells that firmly standeth With such clamor, forced with swinging, and a ringing no longer cometh dreams of angels singing So the hissing sickle to the wheat and the servants that did plead A harvest that was promised now a hallmark mephitic an alarmed Signifying the delusion of…

The Will It Sell

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The Will It Sell

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Paranoira

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Paranoira

Signals suddenly hum with warmth, after many a sharp right turn, and then finally…a left one.   Passing low and then frequently oscillating, the paranoia that posits a world where someone watches you, the avatar creator, an entity—a man, a child, a thing a nothing—for fun you run, fading as you go, decaying nice and…

The Things People See

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The Things People See

A small number of people  have seen me cry An even smaller group have heard me say I want to die   I live now in a small town that seems behind the times The Los Angeles traffic no longer keeps me up at night   At work last night someone mentioned Manson bit the…

Writing The Rant

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Writing The Rant

In a double-dealing world of daunting dames and monotonous men, I remain, at least try as much as I possible can, devoid of duplicity. Hyper-analytical to the core, and constantly questioning with a seething skepticism—logic and science my pillars of persistence and self-preservation my torrid truth. Metaphor has constantly played a part in my life;…

Chimera

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Chimera

Blurring with candor–the badinage statically peeked in from a small portal to the other side Demigod of the demimonde, the idea delivered drained the rain that once teared down   Fever dreams betwixt the maternal thighs how calm and heavy sweaty sighs Slouched on leather couch manicured toe nails pushing up and how I tried   The…

Grave

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What atrocities had this aching angel of a fierce fall, turned to and tried and finally held fast all which she thought was good? The upside-down flames of red crashed against her pale and speckled shoulders, and she bowed with a curve and she hissed quite unhinged. It was a dance the way so maddeningly…