[moonmotheyne]

Like a dog that throws itself against the gate

And barks as you walk by

I cannot see my wound

Is it large with a strong jaw

And red inside

Or Is it small and crooked,

A blue line?

I choose the spider shaped crack on the ceiling

Immobile and immortal

There is a yin to the light

That’s strictly infernal

[moonmotheyne]

Lastly, slithering on the borders,

[moonmotheyne]

For the elegant solitude,

Fair and gentle,

[moonmotheyne]

A September fly went in

My mind and stayed

Longer than I asked

And even seas away

There is a cursed hum

Or is it a sigh?

One eye sees spring

Another, disaster

Sickly sweet syrup lapped from the arms

Of a submissive master

[moonmotheyne]

[moonmotheyne]

[moonmotheyne]

Go melt back into the night, babe

[moonmotheyne]

Jamon Jamon Cabron

[moonmotheyne]

I leave a book out in the sun

I let the wind choose my page

[moonmotheyne]

What do I have to do to go to heaven?

Do I try harder

Do I lie at the door?

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[moonmotheyne]

An air of aphrodisiac ruin

[bloodismymedium]

[moonmotheyne]

I remember you, untouched

Breathing inside a star

The way my head leans towards a detour

Everything is left

The diamond is made into a necklace

The trees into money

A woman into a body

Poetry smoked through a cigar

Reprise, the scar of two slices of pizza and a replay button

[moonmotheyne]

[moonmotheyne]

Mood

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