im waiting.


burnsolitude... the darkness parts for flickers in the dark hands as cold as death cup a cinders birth... a bellow breath, an ancient sigh... then ember's meet the earth... a lonely coal fades in the dirt leaving solitudeburn


pyrolatrythe warpaint stain still fogs my face charcoal fingers have taken the place of a ginger embrace. Sooty fingernails trace the goosebumps on my skinpyrolatry
fire...a cleanser
but smoke disrupts word's clarity- the purity of my thoughts ...the sanctity of my thoughts eating at their meaning
but only until all that is left is spent, useless... ...nothing left but a cinder and some ashes hiding objections I left unspoken as I held them right up to the Flame...
a flame that made them silent


anywaysinside my space beyond the glass i stare into the open mess you left for me beneath the autumn sun. as we sunk into the winter gloom the bitter whites, the brittle blues i wondered where my better half had gone- safe beyond the outer reach of angry words that stand to preach a message, from an island, far away yet still we sit inside the sea where actions don't bring much to be but somehow, we still bother anyways. and i still wonder what you cast to pull me down an empty path that leads me, unrequited, into you... but it's something of a finger caught &anyways


for maryYour eyes cut into me like every transgression cursing my weakness for permitting obsessionfor mary
Your rivulets of teardrops are rivets of passion forcing together your two face of fashion
your logic is flawlessly but lacking in reason pushed into facing that spring is the season
your lips bite into me while searching for meaning I found that my purpose is purple and bleeding
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it is what it is till it isnt
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And I love your waffle rap. It's brilliant!
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Or do we all
Look. Just. Like:
Adolf fucking Hitler
With this swoopy emo-boy dreamy haircut
Dangling in our faces
Making us all indescribably indistinguishable from each other
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G.P.A.C!!!!!!!!!!!
The best way to destroy an enemy is to make him a friend-Abraham Lincoln
Let us become inspired by inherent beauty and not impassioned by manufactured hate-Nima Shirali
ALL THE ARMS WE NEED ARE FOR HUGGING!!!
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
I'm KT and you like my picture
I was in that outfit performing a play today.
Hi. Your poetry is beautiful....I'd like to embrace you.
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and my gallery at [link]
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