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Early morning moon
In early morning sky
Golden blush
to welcome the sun
Welcome the day
Say goodbye
to enchanted night.


Shell✨🐚
At the end of the day
Love is all that matters.

Shell ✨🐚
Hear each artery
Race through
Doing
Right
Everything
All magic
Heavy
Up muscle and nerves
The holy
Ur rules
Sounds
Demon
A ye
-


He is home now,
her metallic
soldier–

and has brought with
him a few souvenirs
from "in country" ;

things like sand,
sun-bleached
boots

and a script he
submits to her
daily

she will be returning soon
with groceries wearing a
simple paper mask–

driving between stoplights
at each intersection, she
counts the remaining with
tightening fists

as red concentric circles
fade to black inside
his desert.

"On set for the
performance–
             
                        Places Please !"


an enemy now arrives
at the flank of the
forth curtain—

She is home now...




s jones
2021


.
for war widows
of the living
dead

originally posted 2008
on Myspace
**** to
some
is
erotica to
others.

A feast to
me
maybe
a snack
to you.

We see things
differently
through filtered
eyes,
with varying
experiences.

Open
minds
think beyond
good and
evil.
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