.
this always becomes that
rocket eyeballs delivered
on a platter
sucked in absorption.
sand blasted out-lasted
spew roaming romans
romulus swallowing remus
in your blown up guts gusted
in gussets on my paupers sleeve
the loose thread hypnotises
lies
the pendulum slowing
a gift of god on holy knees
running fingers in rivers
supplanted in foreheads
hair
streaming
high-browse flames
calls palms to sockets
spanners wild
nuts bolting
coming undone in a doing
coming again
over the same
realisation of grains boiled
to a residue kiss
powdered onto choppy lips
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powdered onto choppy lips
powdered onto choppy lips
.homesick. but homeless.
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Re: powdered onto choppy lips
turbulence subsides
insanity resumes
poetry escape
thanks, wylde
insanity resumes
poetry escape
thanks, wylde
Re: powdered onto choppy lips
nice flow
would work I feel at an open mike
the wordplay and alliteration at times,
give movement, like a runaway truck...ha
I like it
would work I feel at an open mike
the wordplay and alliteration at times,
give movement, like a runaway truck...ha
I like it
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: powdered onto choppy lips
Agree. A gift..
Re: powdered onto choppy lips
we need to dance and laugh
even during the apocalypse
that still belongs to us
thank you sister in creativity.
.homesick. but homeless.
Re: powdered onto choppy lips
salute saw. the internal voice of delivering phonically mindpainted imagery.
just wish i was a jackson pollock. but i only have sound. but we use what we have.
thanks.
.homesick. but homeless.
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