Just shells
Of our sorrow
Our anguish
Our pain
Traumatized
Dramatized
Movie plot holes
Contain
No explicit
Admissible
Evident
Claim
To be nonetheless
Guilty
Of levying
Blame
On producers
Consumers
And critics alike
All the cynics
And mimics
And gimmicks
Despite
No conclusive
Dispute
To we all do it too
We all know
We all feel
Not a soul
Has a clue

in the sleepless ache of the body
i hear the slow turning of a wheel
not outside but somewhere in the chest
grinding dust from its own cogs
it pulls the night through itself
like a thread catching on a burr
the colors move first
sharp red eclipsing the golds
each flare a mouth i cannot close
and it whispers
that there is nothing to win
by surrendering less
the air thickens with wanting
and my hands
learn the shape of holding nothing
still i keep them open
as if something warm might spill in
desire hunts me in my own skin
trained to recognize the footfall
the subtle heat of a pulse through fabric
and even when i chain the hound
it paces
snarling at the scent in the wind
demanding its pound of flesh
for the mercy of not running
i know the voice
it wears perfume and skin
it leans close enough to light my breath on fire
the air thickens with wanting
its weight settling into my hands
heavier this time
until they are no longer open
but curled
as if they have already taken
and i drink without swallowing
filling myself until the skin strains
until the wheel turns faster
until the hound
stops pacing
and begins to pull
each inhale tastes of her
as if the night has been poured
from the hollow of her throat
the scent of her hair
floods the hollow behind my teeth
and her laughter
slides along the bone of my jaw
like a hand in the dark
a shadow pressed against me
all warmth and no mercy
fingers ghosting the edge of a door
that should remain closed
but is already ajar
the air thickens again with wanting
until my thoughts no longer speak in words
but in the shape of her hips
the ghost of her breath against my throat
the hound no longer straining at the chain
but sitting still
waiting for the door to open
because it knows it will
and i know it will
and the wheel
keeps turning

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Speak not if the spirit of innocence and it shall not respond

It never responded in history
Before
It experiments with its life
Never engage it
It created altruism
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Mimicry in abandoned exile on earth
Weakness
No marrow
Not built for but from war

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It's a juxtaposition of ear drums never teaching the outside wound it caresses

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The Sicilian is at best immature
But still just that
Get it out?
It stills with them

Outrageous dilemma
Without permission
Like a bite

Of forbidden fruit

They slipped
You a bad dose
When I wasn’t around

And you began to slowly spiral

Far below
A few steps behind
I hardly recognize my friend now

And it fills my heart with anguish

Sanctions lifted
The best version
Of me was you by my side

We may not have been blood

But are bond
Was undeniable
The glue that held us together

Like Brothers since birth

You and I ran wild
When I hit Rock bottom
You Talked me of the ledge

And saved my life

When I couldn’t see
A better tomorrow
You were An arms length away

My ride or die companion

I’m trying
To recognize you still
I hold onto the dearest memories

We shared

They are non replaceable
Nothing could ever
Stand between us

What you used to be like
Is a reflection of what they all stole

The similarities between us
Our Are undeniable BOND

If I run,
Could I fight
Or would I freeze,
In his sight

After the terms
Condition you to come again?
How I rely on my mystery
Leave the want
I'ma dish

Come on irene
Come out
I'll be your skip
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And a kiss
So she felt *****

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За окном леса бежали,
В поворотах исчезали:
Думы лёгкие текли...

Кряж Уральский поднимался,
Поезд медленно кружил.
По туннелям пробирался...
По мостам он проходил.

Думы, думы — жизнь дорога.
Есть начало, есть конец.
Всё идёт по воле Бога,
Ты в ней странник и боец!

За окном леса бежали,
Не торопится судьба,
Всё, что нужно, уж собрали...
Неба синь так голуба!

Повороты и туннели,
И берёзки по краям.
Что нам нужно, в самом деле?
Ты в душе построй свой храм!