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Serendipity Nov 2019
I will plug
my tear ducts
with wine corks.
Serendipity Nov 2019
I will drown
in streams of
salt,
running along a glass rim.
Serendipity Nov 2019
There's a deep state of disruption
caused by deep chords
buzzing music
so loud
that you can
feel it in your soul
your chest pounds
to beat sounds,
and liquor bottle
lullabies.
Serendipity Nov 2019
I etch my blessings
on a matchstick.
Counting thoughts
like carving wood.
I set
myself
on
fire.
Serendipity Nov 2019
There is satisfaction
in deep chords of pain
being strummed
on
playful
hearts.
Serendipity Nov 2019
Welcome to the dark side of the moon
where angels
**** devils
and the grey morality
of their children
is our main show.
Serendipity Nov 2019
We all die alone in our minds,
it is the comfort we have
with our demons
and self
that brings satisfaction of
life in
death.
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