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Given a Beat I Come Along

And the drum of the beat hit on along from where it led the mission for too long. Commander had enough at one point and stopped to listen to the leaves and the shiver of mouths echoed in the river waves surprised he acted! Hurried he made choice whether the

Drunken Poetry

Take the left turn after you’ve taken a right hardened then softened not much matters to the crowd. Resolve your mind in a rush. With sugar-with snort-with a lovely crush. Think through it. Make a noise. Matter it none. Have at it maybe triple your pose. In standing thoughts

Ocean Waters

I sit across at an angle and see myself split in the reflection that should fit. The power, the hunger encompassing my young physical nature. Rolled over a day later. Forbidden from existence resented ever after. The shallow ocean waters mirror my inner insecurity.

Tug And Pull

I mourn and scuffle over the spilled white shame in my palms. I haven’t struggled contrary I gave the way but lost control the moment I pulled away. A few seconds later, efficiently the body has its glory, leaving me to worry over the deed unholy. I don’t

Driven by Vanity

Speak hollow with an image borrowed from a tradesman who never has traveled beyond the city limits. Answer your own questions with an immediate intensity. Deliver the long-forgotten, long-promised gift to your worst enemy. Divide and conquer the events you’ve meant to attend to the past week.

A Fair Exchange

Cascading pearls trickle in droplets tears falter under their own shine tickle when the concubine replaces a title with a breath of a new name. Be the monster she is tame around and forever.

The Wrong Lane

How susceptible are we to the wrong lane? The first to stand has no goal, the next comes up and makes you think maybe there is something worthy worth the wait. Two more come and stop right after, without thinking or a spoken word a human lane the length of