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Post by Steve on Jan 29, 2011 11:29:10 GMT -5
Pink tongue-red carpet-tasted peaches exhausted of remaining ripe, will of firmness deflating-coagulated pudding; walked sinking swamp-wetland lost shoe at the rust-red lips, flaking scales of age brush passed shoulders brown-twirlingspiralingtottling object with no path only destination down, threw away other shoe for the necessity of symmetry-entered cemetery tombstones etched epitaphs from other tongues no matter number of brush strokes no matter the amount mint scent water washes over the odes-demands-mode of victory-commands still linger in the peeling enamel
Force Vacuum drawing me from with in Spouting body into sky, the exhilaration, Particles of self diffusing confusing iris with segments of iris Separation painless, loosing eyelash, becoming millions of atoms swirling within clouds, gas, Carbon dioxcide, vanished blown kisses felt slighted for not receiving found and gazes never on body now understood the direction towards the sight Became a rainbow A droplet thunderstorm Gust in hurricane Ray in shine
Collapsed downwards congealing every thousand feet Landing passionately on your tongue-red carpet-
Body is still gathering pieces of itself A million dreams later.
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