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One girl kissed me in the morning,
A woman had by noon,
But Lady only gazed by dark,
And did not kiss so soon

The girl's kiss was lost in jest,
And the women's lost in play,
But the kiss in my Lady's eyes
Will haunt me everyday.
A traveler once boasted

I've been here.
I've been there.
Full of wonder
Full of awe

If there's a beautiful thing
I must go see!

Then from a voice not far

What if you see it all?
things we see
are so easily 'saw'
You can wish for 'be's'
but they will always turn 'been's';

Getting there is a gift
but exploration's demise!
Unrefined. Written and kept as originally thought.
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
Lucky Queue
What can one give to a star?
They have all
Royalty, light, and reverence
A star's warm glow and smiling light
Of greatness, it has no need,
But stars get lonely.
So many millions of miles of empty vacuum
So I think to this Star I'll give a smile,
A thank you, and the great love of friendship
For Abyjyt, and Gary :)
My body rots away
Before my very eyes
Skin falls free from flesh

I reek of decomposition

Carnivorous I have become
I hunger only for meat
Raw and ******

I can not satisfy these cravings

As I walk bones break
Jutting through tattered clothing
I drag them on, unaffected

I am death reincarnate

Hair peels away from scalp
I am far beyond sick
This sickness is not cancer

I am not dying, I am already dead

Retina dangles freely from socket
Yet I still see clearly
I see a future full of those like me

I am the beginning of the end

Teeth rest loose in gums
Sinking deep into purity, humanity
I am the second coming, apocalypse now

I am zombie
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
Lucky Queue
Here be dragons all old maps say
Here be dragons: beware, go'way
Noble knights and brave crusaders:
All steer clear and take detour
But whose to say these fearsome beasts
These terrible monsters of lore,
Who declared that these gentle giants
Live only to create gore
They may be misspoken for
And probably misunderstood
They could be timid gentile folk
Who dine on aether and fish
But nevermind the possibilities
Here be dragons: go'way, beware
11/20/12
 Nov 2012 wandabitch
Lucky Queue
I want to call my heart my own
But you still live there
You may not know but tendrils,
Snaking litte tentacles of you
Still slither and twine
Twist writhe and caress my heart
With their sandpaper skin
And I don't know
How to end their presence
I want them to leave
Or to allow them full access
But they are too content to change
Serpents of your last affections and
Eels of your looks
Why won't they swim back into the ocean
Or slide down a hole?
Leave me and return no more!
Or bring your owner forth,
Coax your master closer
That we may talk
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