I wanna give her the feel of a footmassage after days on heals
But doing that, contridicts what I feel
My emotions are numb, your smile doesn't spark
This warmth inside that it did at the start
You want me to tell you what you want to hear
But If I do, I am not sincere, let's get this clearr,
I speak truth, I don't lie about my soul
And right now, that place is so cold
Unfolded like a flower that has wilted in the wind
Seen it's best days, now the future looks grim,
The skin is getting thin, flaws start creeping in
Flaws turn into holes, now I'm just skip-ing
Through the flaws, like rotten wooden floor bords
Trying to miss the gaps, cause if I trip, I might snap
The hopping takes its tole, can't seem to relax
It's starting to feel compulsary, like paying my tax
Enjoy being alone, while you want me to miss you
Enduldge into the writing while you want me to kiss you
Tell you I love you, I want to be with you
Insecurity might be the issue..time for the tissue
I'm sorry, I don't wanna hurt you,
'Most people lie cause the're scared of the truth'
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SCANDALE
Les absences coïncident à la comparution dans le salon en réplaçant cettte incidente en soi, c'est le reveil s'éffaçant; voici le rêveur en sortie losque la panique se déclare observateur néutrale,. le président a vous compri, les criants invités se précipitent des tables d'hôtel. - Qu'elqu'un d'autre fut dans un réduit qui se propage déhors comme une infinité de petites vestibules, applaudissements de portes qui s'ouvrient où qui se frappent, une averse de distraction, elle ne cesse pas, la catatrophe est décommandée à cause de pluie continuelle.
Poétudes
SONNET XXXIX FOR KATIE
I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;
was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!
And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,
and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"
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Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles
que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –
En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;
chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.
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Consider Sex and time, procreation, reincarnation. Trigonometry! I envisage the time axis as the repetitive tangens function. Do you see what I mean? What can be tentatively derived from this notion? Clue: orgasm AND birth pangs at tan 0.
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