love is brutal with us
these days
and you know
when you feel my thoughts
hunting yours
in the blue white of the morning
you’re right
we are not
what we fear the most
not even those unhappy dolls
of the 21st century
running in meaningless circles
but rather what we miss
when we use reasonable absurdities
to justify and apease
the horrific need
for each other
when you feel my thoughts
hurting yours
in the red dark of the dusk
and you glow in
those nights
Her ankle softly torment on the chest
Released my wings so sharpen and so thin
Into the breath of spring from east to west
And the enchanted world that lies within.
Two flowers blink and misty rivers grow
When I can see my body from above,
When all the riddles have the answer – no,
When Eden’s lost and death is chasing love;
But when I see the sprightly nymph, a thorn
I am a speed dialled emotion
an ex-employee from hell
my name
is
written in capitals
all over narrow alley walls
where blood traded its lingered beauty
in kind
the wind envies me
for the way I blow
into oblivion
the unforgettable truth
and its reason
disguised in a moment
of adorned power
a flightless bird
is flapping its wings out of instinct
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