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Here is an assertion
and showiness
in the expanse
of white skin – from her
high forehead,
down her graceful neck,
shoulders, and arms.
Although the black
of her dress is bold,
it is also deep, recessive,
and mysterious.

He stalks her
as one does a deer,
his palette composed of
lead white, rose madder,
vermilion, viridian,
and bone black.
A dash of light rose
over the former
gloomy background,
you see, and
the élancée figure
shows to much
greater advantage.

Her body boldly
faces forward while
her head is turned in profile.
A profile of both
assertion and retreat.
The table provides support,
and echoes her
curves and stance.
One strap of her gown
has fallen down
her right shoulder,
suggesting the possibility
of further revelation;
one more struggle
and the lady will be free.

Everything converges to
imply a distant sexuality
under the professional
control of the sitter,
rather than offered for
the viewer's delectation.
Her untamed wilderness
remains unseen.

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élancée: tall and slender
"I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor.
That's my dream. It's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering,
along the edge of a straight razor … and surviving."
–  Col. Kurtz, Apocalypse Now
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Remember
the golden age, Wally ***?
And the songs
my mother taught me?

We sang about what was.
Or might never be.

Like permanency.
Distinction comes
out of stiff and frozen silences.
Take it with
a spoonful of disdain.
Take it in the eye.
Actors are like breakfast cereals.
They're obvious
and according to taste.
I stopped needing them
long ago.

Beautiful
Tallulah.
Beautiful,
"less to this than
meets the eye"
Tallulah,
dismiss me,
that I may be free
to find Tennessee.

Open windows
and closing doors.
Always a breeze,
but never a way out.
Right on cue
the cards shuffle.

Butter and cotton *****,
tricks of the trade.
I mumble to be heard.
I am legend
to disciples
of the Method.

I wear my friends to bed,
burn them like newspaper.
They call me "Bud"
—cigarettes at dawn
after devouring the night.
And now my song ebbs,
as the stylus hits the leadout groove.

Tomorrow, I'll be better.
Today, I'm just me.
Traveler Oct 2020
This is a gift I brandish alone
My sheath is my passion
My sword is my poem
Intellectual aesthetic‘s
My centre of pleasure
My creativity flows on
This body is tethered

People can make me feel quite strange
They roll their eyes and shake their brains
Seldom are they on the same page
Where poetry flows
In an aesthetic array

But this is who we are
And there is no need to change
The expanding universe
Is calling our names
...................
We are the creative ones of our societies
It is not a burden but the gift,

Traveler Tim
Standing on the rim
of controversy, I listen.
Anger reverberates
in your voice.
I got it wrong again.
You cast out a line
sure to catch me.
I do not  grab hold.
ZACK GRAM Jun 2020
You're confused not thinking right,
Your minds strewn...
My love grows watching your's fade,
So confused,
Yes, I am the last man alive....

It's non-disclosure,
You're holding back,
Selfish, self-conscious,
You don't believe in the fact...
A man named Zack,
Gave that ***** a heart attack...
FACTUAL CONTENT'S

Lord I can't breath,
I can't see,
This pain is killing me slowly,
Lord I can't think,
I can't feel,
My heart beat is slowing....

I've been dying this whole time,
God, tell me  is this a crucifixion?

I live and love and will die for you,
My guardian angels,
To the one's we pray too..
The Holy Anointed....

Kept and keeping it real,
Crept and turned the wheel's,
So ill,
Gone with the sickness,
Business with the quickness...

Z to the P ACK
Don't act unless you speaking fact's,
Relax,
Kick back,
This joint on fire,
Paid for hire,
On point,
Welcome Me 2 Show Bizz....
love or not to love
hybridstorm May 2020
I see the world around me from my corner of darkness,
and I realize I am hiding.
My mind such a controversy.
I look at people in my periphery,
so near but so far from me.
My embrace such a controversy.
I feel bored, so I look down at myself.
My body and such a controversy.
I like to talk to the voices inside and outside me in the dark.
My voice such a controversy.
I yearn for simplicity, but nothing strikes me
more than the fact that simplicity is the biggest controversy.
                                                    ­                    -storm-
Carlo C Gomez Feb 2020
To make a thong story short

an oxymoron of grand proportions

**** ladies underwear

sold by women haters

lawsuits are pending
hiba Sep 2019
born a sinner,
under crescent moons
and among chants of "talaq, talaq, talaq"
forced to hide behind a star studded veil to be preserved against blood thirsty eyes
glass bangles and silverware replaced the dolls in her hands and the fairyland of her dreams
led on a rose colored path, and into a gold painted cage marked marriage
greedy scars crafted by her lover marred the canvas of her body
only punctured fairy blue wings and dying embers of an electric soul remain
but she rises from the ashes,
sits on her velvet throne
and adorns the bejeweled crown
she reclaims the legacy of her goddess mothers,
durga and cleopatra
this time you don't get to see our strained faces,
this time you don't get to mock the dying fire of our eyes
because now,
we know our rights.
now we're armed with spears of knowledge.
we're the queens of our own kingdoms, unique in our reigns.
we were supposed to be treated like flowers, right?
but you threw us into the mud of your crimes
and we bloomed like lotuses,
reckless and vivacious.
we earned it all.              
                    - standing beside, not against
i wrote this when there was a lot of controversy regarding the triple talaq bill in india. amidst that socio-political turmoil, i wanted people to pause and think about women as human beings first, standing in solidarity ♥️
Anastasia Aug 2019
So
Controversial
So I want you?
Do you want me?
Thinking of you
Thinking of me
Drives me absolutely wild
Watching you
Watching me
Makes me wonder
What do you want?
It's kind of dark
When you think about it
How lonely it is
Inside my head
But when you're there
It's like
The world
Gets brighter
I don't know how
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