coagulate my soul
oh wind,
flush my brute
me-ness
out of this landscape
and instill
clarified serenity.
send my gentle salute
to the soft fauna,
the slippery ones
who divulged their grace
to my philistine vision
divorce every
Peopled Preference
(moneyednewroadstrafficreports)
and Terminate the scent
of those who wrench
the sweet tang of Spring
from this downy mossed asylum
(and plas-stick it into
fraudulent bottles
for decrepit wrinkled
“Lacquer Rouge” lips
to desecrate)
ferment the scape
forever into my
Fickle Recollection
so that
as I regress
to my most sickly
human configuration
I may still be
part Sky,
part Dust.
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 2:16 AM UTC
coagulate my soul
oh wind,
flush my brute
me-ness
out of this landscape
and instill
clarified serenity.
send my gentle salute
to the soft fauna,
the slippery ones
who divulged their grace
to my philistine vision
divorce every
Peopled Preference
(moneyednewroadstrafficreports)
and Terminate the scent
of those who wrench
the sweet tang of Spring
from this downy mossed asylum
(and plas-stick it into
fraudulent bottles
for decrepit wrinkled
“Lacquer Rouge” lips
to desecrate)
ferment the scape
forever into my
Fickle Recollection
so that
as I regress
to my most sickly
human configuration
I may still be
part Sky,
part Dust.
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