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Tailor made talentsoften interrupta silent rejoinderof what’s not nearly enough.
Tailor made talentsoften interrupta silent rejoinderof what’s not nearly enough.
Dark shifted eyesRoll softly besideThis sickle trick wonderOf a woman with pride. Tickle dark lashesDressed down but with styleMakes the trickle of lustCome alive with denial.
We are beings Of gravity. Unleash the stringsOf gravity Upon the human Condition:And time Will stop.
In the silky dark lightHer eyes beam, digging deep,Appraising its target. Wondering aloud how to approach,How to determine the moments to Cast into the dark; searching. In the soulless time of indecisionLooks speak in high pitchesOf stress and emotion. His glare of requisite frightBelies a hope for his dreamNot to shatter, quick and sharp. The […]
HumanityAnd the human animalIn principleDerive energyFrom the nobilityOf a like AgamemnonThemselves seen solelyAs giantsOf human kind.
A natural beautyIn a the glare that shinesIn unselfish honorIn unvarnished raptureAnd with the courage to doThat which has the hardestAnd most deep consequencesFor failure.
Eclectic questionsOf whyResurrect a visions To try. Enduring optionsAbide andRedirect deep currentsTo die.
HumanityAnd the human animalIn principleDerive angerFrom the nobilityOf like AgamemnonThemselves seen solelyAs giantsOf human kind.
Waves of sinCombineTo assassinate the messengerOf time. Waves of sinConnoteTo eliminate the semblanceOf hope.
I see a fractal universeI see a fractal worldI’m ready to explodeJust give me the goddamn word. I see a fractal universeI see my fractal mindI’m ready to do near anythingTo end life’s painful ride.