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Complexion Heaven

By JM Hillman

The sound of the rain as it putters the window. The static of passing cars. Someone recites Satie through the spinning of vinyl. The mood of autumn even though it’s spring. High noon for those with a watch because the sun’s away on business. Hot temperatures promise to drop as soon as the working day dies. And the evening bell rung. That’s when I come for you. That’s when I put you to bed. And make you my own. Deep within the layers of your skin. I find my complexion heaven. Settling all carnal lust. Satiating appetites not yet known to begin. Here on the floors, out of totem to the old ways. We bang and bruise and crawl and fall into each other over and over. As a testament to the gods we howl his name Both in ecstasy and in vain. Because you won’t find him here. Among the blood and cum that binds us. My penance is in between your legs tonight. And yours when you let me in.

[jmhillman]

November 17th, 1991

By JM Hillman

Grow up to be a big girl Lovely in all your forms Able to remain aloft No need to be alarmed when you do take flight And set yourself adrift Because lonely are the strange As the universe seeks fit - Host… Harvest… And heaven Just might be the miracle we asked for In taking flight you claim another And another For what it’s worth you’re perfect The ability to bring life Poised at its inception An obelisk counting hours Sounds like a lot of work But indisputable are its’ reward Miss matriarch - With your magnanimous bliss - Do sew yourself a brood Do continue to exist

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May We Return To Water

By JM Hillman

(For Wednesday)

Nobody mentions how lovely an abandoned building can be How silent and still How telling and unusual Labored over until it’s forgotten entirely Erased from memory but not from time Like you And your one flawed eye Cloudy like a rainstorm Brilliant like a blue sky I never mentioned how much it pleased me

Nobody talks about the trees left standing They just marvel at the ones that’ve fallen As if admired is their collapse As if the only thing they were curious about is where it came from Not where it’s going The earth created all things And then from the ebb they return in flow Like you And your diabetic’s appetite I love that you have candy when you’re down And water when you’re up And me around the corner

They never tell you how gorgeous a graveyard is But they pray that you remain buried

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As coffins are filled with the bones of the youth Lies are distorted but still they are taught as truth

JMH (circa 2010)

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I'll Be Your Wires for A While

By JM Hillman

I knew miles didn’t matter to you But they force me to wake up If I don’t then shoot me Some people get better Sometimes I just want to forget her Because I’ll always be arrested So you can have half of it…

Dance around at a beheading Smoke your cigarette until it burns out I’m not asking I’m telling Can’t trust someone with nothing to lose Oh well Lead with your lucky side out Get them to look around The gun still registered to you Though you tried your best to file Point is that anything is empty If we can work it out Ask me which hand I masturbate with And cut it off…

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Salt in Your Capricorn Ocean

By JM Hillman

(For Maybe-Lee)

Seek through your senses to end the pain Perhaps that power will set you free A scourge to endure And blood games begin Not let the maggots eat your dead flesh Like sun swallows moon Do make lust your priority And night your kingdom For now spare me your mountain song Because the hours have made me ill Like an eternal Turkish prison Tracing a tango of bone dust It’s okay I get it Defeat isn’t an easy light to let leave your eyes Grants strength upon its exit Like a wishing well of lost leaders Call upon existence if that’s what brings you peace But it doesn’t mean shit to me Do retire Do succumb Do carve my name into your arms as if you know anything It won’t stop the beating of the war drums Standing still makes your tits look great And walking even better As if they need it ‘Cause I once did Like ivory you killed elephants to get me Scream your grief at the first dying star you see Because roses look better at your bedside

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The rain; my testimony

JMH

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Drowned every emotion With a clear coloured potion

JMH