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Would you sell your soul for smiling
count my worth in copper coins
lay in darkness everlasting
trapped within these mortal *****

Push against the pins of daylight
lest their glory guide your eyes
away from me until the twilight
brings the pain of dark desire.

Tear at flesh and mark your longing
there upon my yearning breast
rid my heart of others wanting
until you are all that's left.
I fell in love with The Smiths
before anything else.
Ever since,
all affection is met with
sheer inadequacy,
and a near insufferable sadness.
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  Oct 2014 calpurnia mockingbird
bones
Free flow the waters
of the river passing by,
though we thought
we'd caught her sleeping
when we heard their lullaby,
and though
with a thousand bridges
we bound her where she lay
still her waters pass like lifetimes
and we watch them slip away.
Fear not the moonlight's lonely calling
lets dance a while as stars are falling
to tunes formed from our hearts desiring
and gladly we shall greet the morning.

Though Luna's sorrow may be bright
enchanting all on loveless nights
take heart and whisper with delight
that love is here, just out of sight.

Then when the dawn in chorus starts
and from our skies she softly parts
please offer up as she departs
a kiss upon her lonely heart.
I love a full moon, a truly beautiful sight though she does bring a melancholy air.
  Oct 2014 calpurnia mockingbird
bones
At the end
of the path
to the top
of the hill
through cloud
and the crowds
coming down
from it still
to the
twinkling stars
lit by
neon below
in the dusk
as a rust
coloured moon
says 'hello'
and rests
on his back
reflecting
with me
at the end
of the path
on the world
we both see.
  Oct 2014 calpurnia mockingbird
ZWS
Why do I care about geography when I just want to find another planet
Planet earth is nothing more than news
I want to move forward, I want to know why
I'm sick of all the politicians and war, have we forgotten why we're here
Have we forgotten what we've never known
Or does the thought just make us feel more alone
Your god has not shown
Maybe he's making planets elsewhere
Maybe he's given up on us
Maybe the the only thing left is boiling beneath earth's crust
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