luke holt

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O’ martyrdom
Sequestered in obsolescent forms, shapes, dimensions,
Vectors in hurt and ghost and germ
The sweet jasmine of her kiss leaks from the bowls of my neurological receptors
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clear cunning as streets sizzle with passion
beyond molten sand and smoldering protons
past the negro yards
past the opal moonbeams which infatuate stars
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Phantom smiles
Behind ashen clouds
Of pot smoke
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take me to a stoned village
where people don't use names or cars or shoes
hot electric dharmas sizzle like melting china
O, carcass of muse
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((sung in melody of bob dylan's 'gates of eden', key of Bb))

phantasmal morning drops of rain salute the morning streets
as daisy blossoms lilt and bend where forest dwellers meet
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i am strange to this touch
this touch i feel

apart from the wicked snares of hellfire preconceptions and the monotonous snickers of feeble minded tassels with their condescending mediocre indiscretions, i scramble across the intersection
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'we the people'.......
.....'and then god said'......
...'thoust shall not kill'.......
...'i hearby sentence you to'................
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at first the billiards rolled smoothly
like beads of blood
now they are black cells and rhinos in a jungle of desperate algebra
in a cold dream
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i have seen the tragedy
hence my plea

i have dervished the dominatricks' requiem for the entirety of this fable
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The hours lag like dour tarantulas
Though the hands are moving
The fingers are crippled
The milk expires quickly
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Ha!
We dance
Warm lapsing flesh walls
Housing wildflowers and hip moon struts
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cosmic stupors
induced by radiant rain and spellbinding cool eyes
gazing at blackness
a night in deviated perception
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~for the love i may never see~

Two Neptunes, chilled, disdainful, slow
With heaven’s fluids’ ebb and flow
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Galactic serenity
A rainbow serenade accompanied by wraithish desire
((Morgue lapse, C section))
Banners melt and wilt on earthen eyes
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Lilac sea and stars’ abundance
Thick lackluster turquoise fragments
Years and years of dreams’ upheaval
Warlock’s tears and archfiend’s headache
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Labyrinth kisses from diluted lips
Spreading utopian sunlight and chi
Capillaries burst with pleasure and fear
Making your highness start burning for me
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the moon sang when the masquerade began
and we all swam in her beams
let her be debauched in sadness and drunk with fear
let her molten vodka tears glisten in perpetual ecstasy
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i took a bath in sunshine when i looked into your eyes
a mocha pool of colors and a feeling of surprise
tell me you didn't see our children when shaman sang
songs of purgatory and revelers receding in slopes of moon
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~for selena readmond~

a light mist fills the hovel perimeter
my mocha eyes drooping into extended consciousness
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