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 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
****** is eternity;
u can't get more naked;
exposed; stripped;
made vulnerable: open
but u can't tear out
of ur skin; ur spirit can
not lift u off ur feet
but ****** is eternity; u
are naked forever;
her toes exposed,
her veils stripped away;
her eyes painted,
her open legs inviting;
her ****** eternal
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
real  live  muses,  
golden  strippers,
weird goddesses;
sweaty &  skinny
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
Eli                     walking up the hill
one last time; path rutted w/ tracks
from hauling the ******
                     things down;
     he'd done it before & again
the blonde     A-Lister waiting
for his return,
in the driveway;
                       the buggy trotting from the
      carriage house behind the main house,
     Eli, Jr.
much                 like his dad,                
broad-shouldered
& a little dumb;
                         but Eli Sr.
                                     has that  way of
   coming cackling back to life;
in his career he'd done it twice:
                  he was a movie star now &
          just
wanted to keep getting back
         under her; Eli thought
           he now knew how
westerns were born; did he?
Junior picking up the pace;
beats it
to the highway before the old
man does that weird out of the
dark thing he does;     *******
the actress who was supposed
to be his new Muse; Eli didn't
have an  old muse;              Eli Simple
              built   barn walls out of paint
            that stood on their own;     Eli
lighting a cigarette,            comes out
of the dark,        his face aglow
     w/ the burning cigarette tip;
   "Was that ur kid?" she asked.
"No," he says, "It was a clone;
I got six more in the barn. wanna
            see 'em?"
               "Sure."
"Come on. I'll show ya," he said
                         & he did;
so much time passed that the
bow-tied     moon was in a permanent
                                                                ­  tuxedo;
seen from the gaping                     stars;
              silver-hands discovering;
signing                       [eyes] out ;
- transmitting: a cache of folded images
reproduced en masse on crude pulp
paper in vivid colors for the period;
image after
image of various forms      
                              of individual female figures
in exposed positions,
           appearing to be lounging
                               happily w/in
a luxurious paradise                belying the   urban setting;
"We presume these to be the plans
          for the ***-oriented
           female robots so spoken of
           in the                   ancient records; i.e.,             Pandora,
           Helen, et al."
         "Don't forget Wonder Woman."
"Oh, yes, the Queen of All Women."
The scientists debate before returning to Orion;
should production begin on the ancient   forms?  
Some guy in a big mansion was giving a party          in her honor;
but she & Eli never showed, never left the barn
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
Doubt
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Some say
One day
Humanity just appeared

But who put us here
On this warm spinning stone?
Some say
One day
We'll find out we're not alone

But who made the maker?
How and from what?
Some say there was none
Some say one always was

And though we don't know
We can still think about it
Some say
One day
We'll know
I hope so
I doubt it
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
I don't blame god
for my sins; I hope
I'm more original
than that; what god
condemns in the
10 commandments
never even crossed
my mind; I believe
in Jesus & Billy the
Kid, Jesse James &
Judas Priest; sin is
in & I'm out of it &
into her & she's into
idk; the goddess on
earth in too many
disguises to count -
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Lora Lee
when we are in love
we are raw red hearts
bleeding
exposed to the flesh
of the night air
in crisp, sharp breaths
ventricles open wide
as its beats paint
the stars crimson,
skylit rubies
baring all
peeled back touch
of cells like
the muck of our guts
spilled out yet
       somehow contained

My insides are
braided, like veins
pumping life into universes
receiving the tender fire
of your jeweled, earthy words
rising to meet each kiss
like an abulation

I am
boiling cherry broth
in this heat-licked ice
that melts upon the tongue
in salted frenzy,
delightful

Wash over me
Hold me in cupped hands,
                       gently
Take me by the tips of
my soul's hips,
                  firmly
for I am at risk
of being pulled into
the sweeping monsoon
of
     your
forever
 Aug 2018 Moon Woman
Lora Lee
floating on
the pond
dragonflies zip
above me
thinking I
am an
organic substance
an algae-dipped
                nympth
my hair in fronds
the subtle ripple
of sunstreak
on thigh
like reflections of
rainbow lanterns
upon skin
my skin, puckered
from melding
aquatic escapade
is soothed in this home
of kissing koi
who welcome me
in fin brushes
bubbles on the
small
of my back
sweet as the
lush harmony
of waterlily voices
that only I can hear
as the gaze of frogs
and forest dwellers
imprints upon
the inner lids
of my
      starlit
eyes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVGQWw4Ap6o

a feeling I had the other day while floating :)
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