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The Martian Sessions: Choke

Pelvic and palaces,  mattresses,  a thousand clocks
and turkey incubators –
inked fingers,  escalators
 pulling upwards
over the mountain milk thistled
with fragrance, begging and violence, 117 more words

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The Samantha Poems: Overture

Deliver me from wanting what I want,
our dreams are dreams as long as they remain
a dream. I dreamt my latest last triumph;
I’m giving up today. 81 more words

Verse

a few items

Starting from a chair in the corner of a room.
The chair is choked with ivy.

A tooth, blue with plaque and struck through with gold. 21 more words

Poetry

THE NEIGHBORHOOD -- Poem 08302014

THE NEIGHBORHOOD

*~*

late at night I count again

the children of our block.

 

there was Monte and James,

best friends, and I a distant third… 730 more words

Poetry

The Samantha Poems: Necropolis

Lopsided conversations spoke in jest,
in jest because the truth is too alarming.
The truth is wicked. Wide. Wide hipped females.
Just kidding. Truth is wicked tho. 77 more words

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The Samantha Poems: Hymn of the Eunuchs

We don’t ejaculate or ooze our words
in shaking spurts, our lexicon is measured
and metered, counted out in inches, soft
then hard, unstressed and stressed. 82 more words

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The Samantha Poems: Butterflies

I move into a softer light, cool soft,
consumer standard, roses in my poems,
i lift a hammer, instagram her smile,
then tap a rusted nail into her wrists, 73 more words

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