you say,
Stone walls surround the desert of your heart,
where desire once bloomed.
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loving natures disorderly order.
perfect imperfection.
diamond flawed heart.
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Waking form the dream of life I dreamt I was dead
there was Death not so terrible he was a child dressed in white
He held my hand and said gently
I am your guide he said so we walked a while down white walled echoing paths
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Adieu
Adieu Adieu
Adieu Adieu Adieu
Adieu Adieu Adieu Adieu
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eschewing mocking gales
rough riding risible laughter
your words, layered ambiguity.
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shall we dust of the icons, take them down from the shelf and sing Glorias
the hanging man weeps blood, for this I died he says through stitched lips
thorny temple trickles, three in one, one in three and the show goes on,
flexes tongue twisters ethereal musing but he is dumb and the band plays on
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Writing free verse costs me, accosts me, cudgels the brain,
so easy they say, easy there.
easy come easy go, fleeting thoughts on fleet feet
flighty flights of fancy filtrated frantically.
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transient moments bearing no notation, resurgent thoughts swirl.
I dreamed you next to my body once upon a precious time,
your name whispered on the breeze, my tongue softens at the sound
a bouquet of remembered rose petals and white carnations now lie brown.
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I watched the pigeons sitting on the wall,
they looked as if they knew something I didn't.
a seeming smug satisfaction in their stance
calling us to reality cooing, doomed, doomed.
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