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Gess Charniga Nov 2013
Desire, endless desire.
Sensual in its mastery of my body and mind.
Images, music, words, ideas,
Shouting, shouting at me.
grabbing, pulling, Clawing. desire lurking
just beneath my mask of practicality.
nature is waning. practical is Practically dead.
we want Obscene we want Perfection.
diamond studded toilet brushes resting on mahogany.
millions, billions! The American Dream!
Excess at its worst. No! Its best.
we want to be the best of them.
mile long drive ways and cars with personalities.
We love to dream in excess, gurgling as we drown
in Things, and Things, and Things...
they’ll own us, we heard.
maybe we want to be Mastered.  

Desire, sensual images,
shouting, clawing.
Practically obscene perfection.
The American Dream!
Excess things, things, things...
Mastered.
Gess Charniga Nov 2013
creaking here or there
The dusty window groans
as it’s opened
air light with earth
fresh with pollen, mingles
with the staleness
in that house
we once called
a home.

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