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Dangermoth
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I remember Rough rope knots digging into aching flesh Dappled light Sour sweetness of salted skin seasoning the scent of the clematis. To...
Deeper
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I've been waiting so long. I said, I've been waiting so long. But like every man or woman that ever has been, you're running la...
A New Direction
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https://on.soundcloud.com/LR83k Some of you may have been wondering why I have been quiet recently. I have been busily working on a new p...
Lucky in Cards
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We wear our palms out applauding luck as if there's any skill in such; like raffle tickets are determined by solid research. Candles...
Perdita
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As I woke the other day the sky broke. Big, grey splotches on concrete. Each one a cocktail thrown by an ex-lover in defeat. Dre...
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Valentine
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On this, the day of martyred lovers I recall a misunderstood comment. “One day I’ll see you live” it said. Of course it meant li...
The Lunatic Will Always Look Like A Lunatic
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I’m a loud speaker, baby. The fun-house mirror of the world. I amplify the signals. I throw back at you your words. I’m a great bi...
Magpie
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All week long I saw them. Those portents gleaming, squawking, hopping, cocked head, taunting, “Sorrow! Sorrow!”; giving warning. ...
Indesiderata
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You looked at me and the love in your eyes faded And I realized it was this I was most afraid of. The swapping of fluids is only an ac...
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Rum Goings On
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Once upon a rum soaked night The boy with scars external Met the girl with scars internal. Her asbestos heart was set alight. The scars...
Freshers Love
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You tongue your way to my pleasure. Fist claws cotton. Breath escapes. The film plays on - Unwatched. Sunlight plays on your spin...
Clown.
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Just one more clown in his circus you are. Such a public mockery. You are a tool in his all-consuming self-love. Unwilling to face the o...
Lazy Dreveries
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I blow chains of momentary beauty But they cannot capture the moments with you. Watching the world hurry past I saunter through thoughts...
06/04/04
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As a teardrop I fall for you. Melancholic. Mesmerised. So far, so fast, so frail I fall. Shattered before I crushed. A stolen heartless...
Per Luciana Zapparoli - L'Anniversario D'Oro.
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This I drew this for my mother-in-law on the occasion of my in-laws' 50th wedding anniversary. It is an image of her on her wedding...
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He Says, She Says
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He says I'm not the me I was, That I have changed irreparably. He says we argue all the time. Ironically, I disagree. He says he lo...
Five - Six - Thirteen
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After a glorious production the sun bows graciously behind the trees on my right to rapturous vesperturnal applause. To my left the bats ...
Affirmation
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Even in the midst of night the distant wail of T-Rex's cousins reach me. And even when I am not right and fall and fail I let the le...
Baby Weight
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If love is love as love should be, then why does it enslave, not free? Love is a power - nay, a force that rivals all but gravity ...
Assorted Notable Texts
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Hey Gorgeous! How's it going? I had a word with Pepe Le Pious this eve as he was up to his usual tricks. needless to say he took it like...
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