Nothing In This
there is nothing in this
but poker-face polemics
elaboration's aberrations
platitudinous alienation
let us simply dismiss this
move the furthest past this
with levity of brevity
pedestrian thesbian
cravings braving
this is but the least uncommon
weighted slight of lightest
surely naught which one would miss
greyest kiss-off careless wisp
there is nothing of this
even such the fading fruitless
sterile futile infertile guess
puerile juvenile dramatic mess
there is nothing like this
pedantic romantic frantic fess
even so with
nonetheless...
there is nothing in this
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Conduit
Devoid of constricting condition
fathoms past puerile possession
i love you
and so we flux flow
resisting insulation
freed me you fill
feed freely
your devoted conduit
the current courses
mine you of only
such is so
holiest alchemy
there is no physics
only love
unreservedly
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Window Shopping
you have ever adored the cut
colours pattern fabric
it is love at first sight
ages long anticipated
marvelously materialized
serendipitous simply fantastic oh
how imagination runs rampant
miraculous mannequin's
machination dressing
you enter
try it on
the fit provides precious little comfort
with wear far the less flattering
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Romantic
Isn't it romantic
how the chrysalids land on the ice cubes
in our drink to wink
with sunlight and time
for the dawning double blind
Isn't it romantic
how wings unborn
are worn to be torn
from our aesthetic interpretation
Isn't it romantic
that we should be so kind as to blind
as to bind each other
belieing bespeak betraying
Isn't it romantic
that we should drink such potion to spite
foreknowledge of death
innate insecurity feigning
Isn't it romantic
how the oils shift smudge to smear coupling
seething suppling searing
precious delicate contours
How I miss your words
tender as tobacco
upon mine morning, mourning throat
how I miss your voice
stillborn butterflies in the ears of compassion
unsettling clouds dim-lit dawning
drawing painting...
But how the butterflies
defy and fly
how the butterflies
in the face of formal
whims and wanton whys cry
Isn't it romantic that
we could be so superficial, civil
in lovingly lavish clasp 'lusive grasp
Isn't it romantic
that we were so resolute
in absolute
pressing persuasion
and parched for passion
that we might seek such vision of void
head-long and strong that we might belong
The chrysalids are daimon diamonds
The chrysalids are daimon diamonds
Isn't it romantic?
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The Kiss
Should i kiss you
as marble antiquity
Or sharply
- this less peck
tempting trochee aesthetic
That I
We
should might make
distinctions
between kinetic
Idiosyncratic
aberration's
tick-tock rude clock timing
Alienations'
indecision
incision
As yet our kiss
far more than lesser this
Our Kiss
Lends Lips
Our Kiss
Lends Lips for Lisp
Like poets' lunging
lavish ravish
unctuous rambunctious rhyming
Our Kiss
Quills' Quivering Quips
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Miss The Lights
(intro) walking tall, full of tedious charm,
The smoothest (? ? ? ) in (? ? ? )
The mission boys all cross their palms
Dont you know who I am
I guess you miss the lights? huh!
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
Little caesar is prince of the city
? ? ?
In this town theres no pity
This man stands alone
I guess you miss the lights - ha!
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
Sometimes when youre all alone
And the blue turns to gray
Better get down on those pinky knees,
And you start to pray
I guess you miss the lights - ha!
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Kiss-kissing your name
(instrumental)
A glimmering ? , a twilight star
And so much love for show,
A returning wave from the gallery bar
And share the afterglow
I guess you miss the lights
I guess you miss the fame
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
Ha!
I guess you miss the lights
I guess you miss the fame, haha!
I guess you miss everybody
Hanging onto your name
(fade out music and chorus)
I guess you miss the lights
I guess you miss everybody
Kiss-kissing your name
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Love And War
Splaying fingers part
Peace Sign over lips
Breaking the seal
I
Thumb my tongue
With you at war
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Taomonte
+AOMON+é
Empathy
intellectual understanding
resonant equity/in mutual identification with/concentric equivalent
compassionate emotional
sympathy
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Time Of Day
i smell the coffee
with you
my third mourning
but this time
i sweeten
maple syrup to
blackest crude acid i
open the windows
draw a blind
leave
the door unlocked
that much easier
with practice over time
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Broken Constellation
Star fallin'
Cast too fast
Far too sudden
Sullen
Open hand
Blows birthday candles
Wavering waving
Wonderin'
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Best Friends
She is softly spoken
this clouded thunderstruck even
tenses aside she glides
providing comfort
guidance eye
ears encompassing wide she
as no other
immaculate clarity
intimate weather advisory
providing
one hand over mine
fickle hear racing
other about shudder
stuttering
shoulder smooth
silk feather irons
my jitter trembling
what i never but needed
yearn to hear
clearest shear fear i
open sore secrets
simply adore her
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Reflexes
I just gush about you melt
Semi-circle cannot help
Call it reflex impulse
That crumbles oblivion peripheral
There is none other like you
There is not one other
as you
There are no others conceivably who
Claim focus
most magnificent physics
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All But
they were all but
replicas inadequate
second rate jigsaw
compilations
fractured facet
amalgamations
finest mine
exquisite
you
the double split
three dimensional
original
you
apparit ion's aspirations
syllabaries' ideations
mine immaculate idealization
they were all but
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Jewels Too
She is Red
Platinum aureate lighting
Aquamarine her subtle scheme
Grandiosity belie betraying
She wears matte for damp soft clothing
Jewels dripping through the trimming
She so unassuming She.....
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Kiss......kiss........kiss.
kiss kiss kiss
the thing, you never want to miss.
there are many ways to kiss.
here are the best six.
when you get a gloss kiss.
i bet you will lick your lips.
the kiss of style vampire,
with it, you will never get tire.
the smooth touch of angel kiss,
is the one, you never want to miss.
spidermans kiss is the best,
you will urge for more, without rest.
the wet kiss of single lip.
is so tempting and romantic.
on top of all is the love kiss,
it takes you to the world of bliss.
so kiss, kiss, and kiss.
these don't ever miss...
Tempest
It’s the summer thunder
and I miss her wonder
As the wool is pulled to
bluest grey gaze
Abysmal and dismal
dervish dust sand
Far too-many days
too-many far days
I keep the windows open
Even echoes
should neither be alone nor
shut out
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Still This
Still this
quiet sense of resignation
...remains...
raw gnaw
unnerving
I wrestle with sensibility
provokes propels
it plagues me
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Scythe Magazine 2011
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A Poet Should Be
A poet should be romantic as spring
chocolate and cherry
mellifluous honey
drinking day-lit blossoming
Yet a poet should be
suspicious jaded wary
deepest indigo sour wine poison
ice blister winter night scathing
A poet should be loving
beyond bewildering
passionate so jealously
A poet should be spiteful
boisterous unbecoming
belligerent as unseemly
A poet should ever enjoin
engage the reader
emphatic empathic
paving pathos
ever so eternal
most intimate
enduringly
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Futureale Magazine June 2009
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Breathing
So I write her a poem
like her
myth magical
it's
very own lines write
between
tacit sight texture tactile
intangibles
we
meet
imagination
blowing breathing beat
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Immortalize
So how shall we immortalize?
I ask her with this face
School-boy gleam giddy
Talent, potential
augmented with
her very own, “perhaps”
dangles for follow
Text
draw or paint for sculpting?
intimate as evasive I
literate searching
tug tension tearing
tension indecisive
lends word for earing:
She the Master ever in training
(dare I steal her word for ask?)
“Let us keep this moment for last,
suspending perhaps... “
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Denial Of The Inner Bully.
I guess, the mess we find ourselves within
is relative to where we planned to be.
That cold chagrin could camouflage the grin
upon the face we let the others see.
Although, we cannot hide the true intent
when onlookers are more astute than we.
How hard it is to hide then, what we meant
How hard it is, to admit...this is me?
How many foolish arguments arose
to sate one's puerile, paranoid defence?
How many friends have you imagined 'foes'?
How can the ego combat common sense?
I guess the mess we find ourselves within
is Karma's way of redressing that sin?
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