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Geno Cattouse Mar 2014
No harm no foul baby.
I'm guilty then
Cuff me and
Take me away.
You  are an old soul
The one with witchy ways.
I would sit and absorb your essence for simplicities sake
To the core of you
A wellspring of flatted 5ths.
Kilter be dammed.
The watcher in me would come alive and thrive to hold you up to the light...turn you this way and that. Sit and watch the exquisite dance cadence from your lips as you speak the alphabet or whisper a silent prayer.Caputred by you.
Enraptured by your eyes hypnotic charms but you know these things to be true.
This thing is as old as the hills the moth to flame the hunter and the game
Geno Cattouse Mar 2014
Words ..are free...they.have no friends
Nor harbor enemies.
Thoughts bear no physicality nor tethered weight...have no owner
They fly free .they ask no leave
Nor license.

Expression is amorphous requires no tariff no adjudicator.
Freedom sprouted  from the will to be..
No Petri dish  consortium.
We.walk.we fall.
We creep.we. crawl
Words are freedom
Thoughts are.free.
FREE
FREE.
Geno Cattouse Mar 2014
Truth be told...as mysteries unfold
Let seven be one all falshoods undone.
                 Standing on the jagged cliffs
      Looking  inward.
Touched by the hand .....words revealed
Revealed........now and...always.
The revelator.
Enumerator
Enunciator
Eluminator
Written.

Who's that writter ?
John the revelator.
Geno Cattouse Mar 2014
It was dark past seeing....his pupils  like cavernous maw,could find not one glimmer..one chard of light in Asgard's canope.

Like a strand of golden hair, lonley comet broke the night and streaked the darkness, light years away long dead before a vision in his mind as he sat high in heavens perch a hammer
Rested on his knees.

Thunder rumbled
Years below
Quick light flashed
Above.
To fall to Earth once
More.
Geno Cattouse Mar 2014
Hey. I said I do to a sociopath.
No winey snivel.
No quibble.
No ****.

BPD= Borderline personality disorder.=sweet insanity.= submerged insecurity = indian giver = lifelong victim=child manipulator.
Slick as snot running below the radar.
Now.
Dropping pretty baggage
Finding perspective.
WOW.
Amazing what can reside in a mid sized cranium.
Disneyland in cog neat O.

Frued would have missed
This one.
Geno Cattouse Mar 2014
From love's facination the joy and pain of it all they slowly pull their questing hand away from flickering flame away from love or loss.

Frisky and coye a first then they quickly see the spectre of past demons of bloodied hearts ..deception then they recede and begin to dance ..
As
They turn their minds away to  havens built from the rubble of yesterday..fall away.

To bastion and barricades they made from fantasies of the highest grade "  my heart of heart cant take the chance of another love found and another love lost"
SO..FALL AWAY THEY MUST.
The clock ticks forward
Never back and so the dance proceeds
A dirge as understudy seeking solace centerstage seeking. Wanting.desirous. envious and confused.

An ember still seeking air it sits hopefully in hearts all dressed up in pounding chest.
Again the moment sits there the tick the tock from love's timekeeper time reaper and so the the moment passes as she turns askance with fears well justified.
She turns the lock as tumblers catch the safety latched.
Dreams at bay.
Hopes astray
Needs neatly wrapped and tucked away.
Love, love go.away come again some other day.
Sweet nothings how they capture.keens to rapture
Just love me please for what I am,love me with no reservations . See deeeper than my fears. Take my hand and lead.the dance but love past all other. The silent request.
In the moments heat turned slow deception. They learn to
Fall away
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