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all i ever wanted was a beautiful intelligent woman who loved meand then there were twoand i…
i am reaching a level of calmbefore an inevitable explosion
wavelength hammeringthis is not what i’d been hoping fori had been promised a shady quiet corner
i’m sure what i’ll get in the endwith my attitudeno longer chained by her face and my maniasdigested into the living oblivionall…
a caress which never endsand has no beginningflowing from one body to anotherover one shoulder bladethen down the rhythmic spine
i am searching for a poetry of happinesslike the feeling of someone coming towards you from behindyou are thinking it is a friend coming to greet youbut it is only someone trying to sell you something
what will you do now with your infinite eyes?what can you be looking at?
listen to me singlisten to the slam of the car doors in the darknessthat will tell you where i’m going
listen to me speaknot to my wordsbut only to the nervous tone and jagged rythm
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i am hammering at a wall of tearspounding at the stricken laughtermy breath is raggedand I am heaving in my sobs
i search for the well suited momenti respond at predetermined timesi speak when spoken toobut i can not find the break which propels me to the final word