turco-dimas - Hello Poetry

I felt the cosmos of absinthe in your macerated body, Lilith I drank your blood and your body The gloom is our God at the Parisian night Moan like a real woman, Lilith, moan

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Jul 21, 2013

Jul 21, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC

turco-dimas

Pernod Fils

I felt the cosmos of absinthe in your macerated body, Lilith I drank your blood and your body The gloom is our God at the Parisian night Moan like a real woman, Lilith, moan

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Yo soy el antípoda del poeta americano Poets in the wind Yo soy el cadáver de la tumba Horses in the bed Yo soy el alabastro californiano California is my dream Yo soy el sueño de California Tiffany's bay Chocolate brew Yo soy la Costa Oeste West coast lips Adiós to California, Juan Adios to California, John Not John Coltrane Not John Smith Not John Bach John Hiatt is the name

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Jun 12, 2013

Jun 12, 2013 at 2:39 PM UTC

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Adiós to California.

Yo soy el antípoda del poeta americano Poets in the wind Yo soy el cadáver de la tumba Horses in the bed Yo soy el alabastro californiano California is my dream Yo soy el sueño de California Tiffany's bay Chocolate brew Yo soy la Costa Oeste West coast lips Adiós to California, Juan Adios to California, John Not John Coltrane Not John Smith Not John Bach John Hiatt is the name

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You're my solitude, my course The majestic random Violins in the Penumbra Roars of Gogin My imperial dark light Wisdom of the Incas I see thy empty soul You're the soul My sickness, disease Fevers And the onomastic music begun

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Jun 4, 2013

Jun 4, 2013 at 3:10 PM UTC

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Johann Sebastian Bach

You're my solitude, my course The majestic random Violins in the Penumbra Roars of Gogin My imperial dark light Wisdom of the Incas I see thy empty soul You're the soul My sickness, disease Fevers And the onomastic music begun

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'Cause I'm a real turkey A wild turkey en las montañas argentinas No coffee, nada de café And Mark Lanegan is singing My guitar es de madera roja Red, red, red Mi café es ***** Black, black, black And your eyes Sad, sad, sad Until the land dies Burn me Bury me

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Jun 3, 2013

Jun 3, 2013 at 3:42 PM UTC

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Mornings, Mark Lanegan and Coffee

'Cause I'm a real turkey A wild turkey en las montañas argentinas No coffee, nada de café And Mark Lanegan is singing My guitar es de madera roja Red, red, red Mi café es ***** Black, black, black And your eyes Sad, sad, sad Until the land dies Burn me Bury me

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You, saying love You, shaman's road You, a bird You, a yellow sun You, Emperor You, lovely door You, my Walt Whitman You, Neal You, Sal Paradise You, Pancho Villa You, La Revolución Mexicana You, navajo You, the border You, the river You, chicana You, Mafia You, redemption You, poetry You, Salvador Dalí You, Picasso You, stereo You, love You, *** You, youth You, America You, América You, español You, english You, country side You, cat You, fire You, books You, E. E. Cummings You, Bukowski You, Octavio Paz You, Coca-Cola You, Coke You, India You, Mississippi You, jazz You, Miles You, Davis You, water You, rain You, lagoon You, chest You, car You, road You, reading You, lines You, Paris You, Baudelaire You, Poe You, japanese You, katana You, Mishima You, gun You, rifle You, cam You, can You, can't You, Durango You, Arizona You, desert You, gonzo You, mezcal You, alcohol You, drive You, crush You, alive You, again

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Jun 3, 2013

Jun 3, 2013 at 3:16 PM UTC

turco-dimas

Down with law

You, saying love You, shaman's road You, a bird You, a yellow sun You, Emperor You, lovely door You, my Walt Whitman You, Neal You, Sal Paradise You, Pancho Villa You, La Revolución Mexicana You, navajo You, the border You, the river You, chicana You, Mafia You, redemption You, poetry You, Salvador Dalí You, Picasso You, stereo You, love You, *** You, youth You, America You, América You, español You, english You, country side You, cat You, fire You, books You, E. E. Cummings You, Bukowski You, Octavio Paz You, Coca-Cola You, Coke You, India You, Mississippi You, jazz You, Miles You, Davis You, water You, rain You, lagoon You, chest You, car You, road You, reading You, lines You, Paris You, Baudelaire You, Poe You, japanese You, katana You, Mishima You, gun You, rifle You, cam You, can You, can't You, Durango You, Arizona You, desert You, gonzo You, mezcal You, alcohol You, drive You, crush You, alive You, again

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You're the poet in our Infierno Hell and sin and spiral wounds Several books of invierno Scarlet muse Ganges moons Not moon, luz azul You're our poet in our sea La luna que posa ante sí

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Apr 22, 2013

Apr 22, 2013 at 9:48 PM UTC

turco-dimas

The road

You're the poet in our Infierno Hell and sin and spiral wounds Several books of invierno Scarlet muse Ganges moons Not moon, luz azul You're our poet in our sea La luna que posa ante sí

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And the butcher's daughter came down from the Elysium fields straight to the holy spirits of my pagan dream with the morning breath of aloe. And the soft music became rivers of pure green. The red serpent spoke to Apollo and her mind of muse. Volcanoes and storms erupted in jubilation commemorating her visit. Red turned sun, voices turned sirens. Forever the face of the earth thanked a thousand ways the mystical birth of the blood.The butcher's daughter snatched my words and letters and made of sacred stone my memory who still calls her.

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Nov 19, 2012

Nov 19, 2012 at 7:31 PM UTC

turco-dimas

The Butcher's daughter

And the butcher's daughter came down from the Elysium fields straight to the holy spirits of my pagan dream with the morning breath of aloe. And the soft music became rivers of pure green. The red serpent spoke to Apollo and her mind of muse. Volcanoes and storms erupted in jubilation commemorating her visit. Red turned sun, voices turned sirens. Forever the face of the earth thanked a thousand ways the mystical birth of the blood.The butcher's daughter snatched my words and letters and made of sacred stone my memory who still calls her.

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Blueberry lemon juice Gangly goose Cruel brew moon Roam Soft lovely Mary Sailor Taylor Your lord, sinking sored Vagon Ford Virginia east coast roast Most test Chest, mess Darling Dublin Idaho, Ioawa Cine noir Lullaby Mistic bee Free my blue at the noon Moaning soon And the ring mostly seen Chase my word Siren fog Heaven myths Lick a lip

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Nov 13, 2012

Nov 13, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC

turco-dimas

The Dublin gangly goose rooster trooper troop

Blueberry lemon juice Gangly goose Cruel brew moon Roam Soft lovely Mary Sailor Taylor Your lord, sinking sored Vagon Ford Virginia east coast roast Most test Chest, mess Darling Dublin Idaho, Ioawa Cine noir Lullaby Mistic bee Free my blue at the noon Moaning soon And the ring mostly seen Chase my word Siren fog Heaven myths Lick a lip

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