Preternatural
Premature
Phenobarbital
Not so sure
These bandages: my skin
Hiding all the sin
Away
Rex tremendae
Majestic tones
Buzzards at play
Cracking bones
Those swollen cheeks
Seconds and weeks
A day!
Crackling light
Ozone in the air
Gaze upon the fight
Teasing your hair
Scissors in
Limbless flesh
Pups suckling
And no, and yes!
And here and there
The soulful notes
Of the the Lady in the radiator...
Hear the ay-ee-eh-or!
Look again
Be here, again
Be nowhere near:
Be far.
In a list
Please tell me what you think
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Dude, you need to avoid the cold hearted bitches, but at the same time, I do enjoy the poetry that they seem to inspire. The images in this remind me of one of those weird college films, all twitchy and black and white..frayed at the edges, and well..hiding their message in the frames in between.
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