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VisionaryMarbles and graves conceive my wonders.
Patience consumes a faceless witness.
A grandness of ties conceals stricken thoughts.
As rectangles surround the risen stillness.
CosmicAquatic spheres engulf vagueness of colour.
One blackened sky above observes pleasantly and hovers.
A whitened solarium contains the placements of stars.
As my withheld, spiraled trails enrich sights of the scholar.
FeatherBeside whirlwinds of calamity a feather rests.
Upon stones nearest surrender its fibers digest.
Throughout evenness of light either remains undisturbed.
As polar waves slide within, such remains without distress.
An 'Observation' - CivilisationLeafy lampshades engulf-
Blackened rooms of salt-
As waters stream throughout moonlit tiles-
And feathered dusts.
Wallpapers of canaries harmonize-
As smoke-filled winds encircle-
Complexes which reek-
Of illusional vanity.
Crimson waves trample-
Lifeless behaviors of certain-
Whose bodies pile beside-
Transits of perfumed paths.
My solid form rests atop-
Constructions of venomous, positive snow-
Which absorb throughout the skulls-
The WaltzShall we partake in a waltz of interest?
Perhaps, a discussion of weariness, or possible disfiguring?
Surely, such would provide comfort to yourself.
As I stand without pettiness - your charismatic vice.
Simplicity and ice compose our portraits.
Upon the rooftops of serenity our roses shall smoke.
A most distraught movement of your hands, my dearest?
Discomfort has enveloped you - surround your limbs throughout my coat.
Droplets of water have stained your eyes.
Sorrow need not make appearances within.
For our waltz proves essential with spoken emotion.
Fingernails of steel shall carve your skin.
In a dress of intestines you remain draped.
Silence your words of disorientation.
My patience runs slim, as does my progression.
Permit my hands to silence your pleas.
Each finger applies pressure with tender movements...
A gruesome appearance.
Upon porcelain tiles a stain has developed.
Such a horrific appearance in certain minds.
With the acids of your tongue my thoughts
.Beauty.Collagen dresses marketed through mirrors-
Of bubbles and acceptable measurements-
Supplement my spreading titles-
As I ensure beautification-
Throughout oceans of creams-
Toxicities of stitches-
Powders of plastics-
My Unescapable EquilibriumMy unescapable equilibrium defines immortal expression.
Grey contradictions conduct life as lunar mass.
Shallow reflections engulf mold throughout oceans.
Medicinal tears widen reflections through glass.
Tubular modifications duplicate as distinction.
Radiant plagues introduce polar sounds.
A delicate proposition enthralls coveted spheres.
Tribulations voice travelers, as extinctions topple clouds.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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