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Little Wooden Boat
Stormy skies surrounded the seething sea as it rushed around us,waspish waves that grow tall and then crash as the wind whistles and nature bristles with indignation.The boat is a beautiful one,blood red paint against the children of the trees in the forest where we had our first kiss. We bore this vessel,and then we…
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A Little Something For The Straight Man Who Haunts The Only Gay Bar In Town, Looking For Me
I am behind bars at the bar,parading myself like a prize at the fair,but my intended audience is never there,just this one guy, with grey hair and grey skin who always wants to buy me drinks,fumbles his fingers across my pendant and mumbles pedantic, pretentious nonsense about how his soul is pink,printed with my name,and…
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Candy Apples. Tranquility.
Your lips tasted of candy apples after I kissed them,as if the sweetness of your spirit was spilling from within,searching for sanctuary somewhere inside of me,and for the first time, finally, I was open.I was a weary wanderer in a desolate desert and you were a mirage.I made my home in a moment of nirvana,and…
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Radiator
My lover tied me to the radiator,because I was too much trouble to be free,but the trouble was, bound wrists didn’t make me any less irresistible,so I still dripped poison into her perception, until I drove her insane. In a sweet, sing song voice,I simply asked when she might decide to let me go,and that…
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Page After Page
This is my story,wayward words and violet verse,pages of preemptive pain that bleeds through to the binding,and I’m blinded by it, unable to see what’s possible for me.I’ve never been one for trusting,never really thought I was deserving of a task like that,but maybe I’m more than I once thought I could be. There’s a…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 