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5d
Jazzato if 3

where not and why not to be
to have been the war in love
an exposed lie, canceling less goodbye
while i own the pain, sprinkles of ashes
ashes of body, work and artistry

the goddess does not to betray
her witness
her anklets
he adorns
in challenge, relent

and god's dying apologies
beside her decay

a thousand decrepit reasons
to chase the noxious sunshines
filling window with less seasons
perhaps i write to fight forward, and you need no help
perhaps i would rather be silent, yet an objectified life dies
while they dance
and tonight my empty finds another inkling to print with



feral tea
suppose day left you the raise
gliding forever
a dove, within, a third plight
your time, spending
outside of that table
leaned against your cold
your coldest spots you sold

in your corner i declare

suppose mourns built behind
introverted instruction
to difficult to overcome
we shift in limits

in my corner i dared

mixtures inside sounds
scripts letting fly

now i walk myself
more marching, more violations
railroad maps and pain

to thee i am west
heading south, fleeing north
missing the east?



Mangled Time
Datura(belladonna perhaps in another form)

Matures the galaxy in jealousy despising love

Releasing jasmines death twisting Aphrodite's heads upon loves rewinding failures

Creation in question

Call from my mouth your kindness

Respond silence

Squander obnoxious craft

Illness requires me

And again

I disappear your vapors



In French Jazz Hell
A pursuit of persecution
Print and Ink
Outlawed
They Danced
Conviction
Far Out Trials of Wars
At the Living Dance
A Symbol
A Sign
I'm Delicacy

The Paper
Teach the Disgusting hate
Thinnest piece on plate
Add droplet of fruit
Suspended milk
Offer color
Yawning ***
Nimble your crawl out


Anklets? 1 & 2
Expound with me away, neddle workings?
Millers bones having cost the hillside a settlement with favors
What begging next of spinsters cities?
Stranded virgins sweeping the house of glassened slippers to ward the evil fortune away at late crawling nights.
Embers heavy feet atop the nearest twinkling friend, boyhood dangers
Seeking coldened shapes alone
And in paintings glance
Barren mountain tops cried into tiny wastelands where always smells threw us back


scene depitction
at return the girls are thwarted
beneath the ice-glassen floors as slaves
they are penitent awaiting reason

deplorable mercy, you will enjoy the house?
Beneath hazle tree I did ponder little spigots  
Absence one eve, contemplations I'd borrow
Haggling the court
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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