My facade was so strong you called me. friend.
I guess it was just meant to be a bitter end.
But when your whole movie is made of sunshine and rainbows.
It has to be violent for the sake of show.
I spent so long in hiding like in bitter captivity.
Pretending not to be lost in your pull like gravity.
You made me smiley and all warm inside
Lost on your letters trying to hide.
But then i told you the truth trying to set myself free.
Then you backed off and brached out like a tree.
Your roots came up and we both went down.
All i said was i love you but you didnt see it my way.
The only thing you could think of was how to get rid of me now that you know im...gay.

The universe that i know contains infinite infinities
The more i travel the more i see and more you think

There's an abyss of abraxas in dylan dog's comics
Here's an enstraged ghost of che on the motorcycle

We made it plausible for the pagat ultimo's elegance sake
We seek for the most Beautiful to crash us like soft waves

The immortal Beauty is the terror for the mortal passangers
The immortal Elegance is shown as an unforgettable life's style

You want the depth, you play games, cast spells, and reinvent
You want to become a persona grata, the gravity ***** you in

Today i thougt how nice is to draw a bit for a change
Today you didn't like to have hollidays from a belief

I have to acknowledge the worthwile sands of time
I have to succumb to universal subconsciousnesses

Mine unimportance is a hanging shall on a tied stallion
Mine thoughst fly high as two falcons toward your star

Thine tea is served with blood, sweat, and entrapement
Thine turtle is a giant alive planet, a colourful mounted

One

Poetry that pulls ...
Me to the soils of the earth
Awakening my soul
Giving life, giving birth

Poetry you feel...
I can't see it, but it's real
An invisible emotional force
Raw and filled with discourse

A core of deadly silence
That holds..
Holds forever..
To my heartstrings
To my violence

Forced to observe ..
Never to surrender..

The center of the poet's being
Filled with fire, magma, depth and gleam
A depth that no other force can deter
It grips, aches, symbolizes ...stirs

We know it is there
We know it is true
The core inside the core
Is the core inside of you

Poetry that holds vast ...
Shapes our futures, shapes our pasts ...
This is the strength of verse
To engage, to immerse

In such a way that reality crumbles...
Thus it keeps us rare, keeps us humble

Providing sanity...

                                        ..truth?

This is the prevailing darkness, the revelations, the reproof.

Pull me to myself. Keep me close to my identity.

Don't    let     me    slip    away . . . . . .

she collapsed
  as the center of gravity



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