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Caressed To Death

Blue skies, timeless

hover past my skin

indifferent as a grader bypassing

that watery definite sky of yours

 

Here were a few laws of space

hate music this cannot block

escaping the ear of an Illuminati can

leaving temporarily, and fading

unlike static earth plummeting near

 

Now isn't she gone in the wilderness

I can sit against death

not so blessed cat-wired, nothing

then, and was, given

to a few destinations

 

You have lifted your hand up

out of that den of garters

from fixed seeds either not to be kissed,

that isn't complex when you rejected

to be caressed to death.

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senor-negativo
Published
Apr 16, 2018
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19·102
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Rusty, but not completely Cuyler.

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#negativistic
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