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 Sep 2015 erica court
wordvango
on the curtains
watching a sunset
I knew
 Sep 2015 erica court
wordvango
of me I picked up
off the floor
listening
to Yes
as loud as I could play
after you left
are in a bag
outside my door
 Sep 2015 erica court
lolita
Iris
 Sep 2015 erica court
lolita
Your twilight moons
white irises, that flicker
within the nights confines
clasp at the velvet darkness
pulling the stars into orbit
obtaining galaxies of their own
feeding a universal luster
eclipsing at the sight of dawn
 Sep 2015 erica court
wordvango
that old fashioned girl

that one I met

so long ago?
bedhead hair, white sheets
bloodstained t-shirts
all in the market
 Sep 2015 erica court
wordvango
just as watching MTV
the Producers want to pay the bills.
The Artists take a break
to get high, or drink *****
from their purses.

End up over the toidy,
spitting their guts
out, or
arranging rendevous
for when
the lights go down.

Or cutting lines, sniffing up
substances into their
store bought
noses.
 Sep 2015 erica court
A Lopez
My dulce kisses like poison baby
Don't dare come around wanting milk
When I have nothing but
Sweet pollen
And I'll ****** you quick
With it.
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