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On an island    Weird stuff is produced on darker days

Poems

PK Wakefield  Aug 2010
betweenwe
PK Wakefield Aug 2010
betweenwe
there,s a stiff flower

    bloomING

she plays slightly, it like

a lute likea minstrellike a goddess a.she,s
twining curdled moans, my arms about. softly;
    
      i

climb clamor clamor into the moist
   into the damps
into the wet architecture of her lips and the cusp
of endless pleasure erupting a basin of pale shoulders
and glittering eternal emeralds bust from the kind sockets

         the habitual tumors of her *******, the strong scent of her
health, and the

tongue of flavor of her melody strangling. night the night air the soft
     heat of her flesh. the morsels of her fingers dimple fastidiously chaotic
rumbling stupid majesty exploding
oblong jousts of sallow skin. my neck. onmyneck. her nails. onmyneck.
i'm this:i'myours
Clare udy  Dec 2014
Suffocatin
Clare udy Dec 2014
I'm a foolish fragile spine. Wanting all that is not mine, I want him but we're not " right ". They all agree that I'm a suffercator. I'm burying all my secrets in my skin.love is just a camouflage of what reresembles rage again. Because I love you, I'll let you go. My love is just to dark to care. My smile was taken long ago, if I can change I hope I never know. You couldn't hate enough to love. I only wish you were my friend. Spiraling down, biting words likea wolf howling.I used to be a lunattic from the gracious days, my aching heart would bleed for you to see, but now no more I love yous the language is leaving me. I didn't feel the fairytale feeling anymore, am I a stupid girl for ever dreaming that I could. If you leave when I go, find me in the shallows.
I don't know what this mean but it's a bunch of lyric sections from different songs.