

Bathing PrincessI am fully out of focus. Paled by perfumeBathing Princess
and deconstructed by the fog into a pointilist's dream. Absinthe oozes from the cabinet-- out the window. I am so bored of the hocus. This propeller of a crown only turns in one direction, and when I look at the surface I can't find my own reflection. These misunderstood bubbles escape to the banquet. Surely I am destined for nothing greater.


kitten plays pianokitten plays piano his powdered wig rolls around swarovski eyes close in meditation slight hesitation as he realigns himself a celestial clamorkitten plays piano
begins the air's trembling


ambrosiali loved the way she shook her scarf speckled with yellow sunshine leaves a perfect symmetry of fingers in jean pockets a melody of fire and flower inked on her wristsambrosial
the wind became possessed by grass a shadow of smoke hugging her small frame water tumbled behind me i submerged myself in her eyes


cosmosyou rise like Saturn in the East your light will not cease and you begin your day at midnight sometimes i'm wide-eyed with youcosmos
our mouths convey the shapes
of crescent moons forever are our shadows overlapping in the hallway flitting in the fishbowl spilling out of streetlights onto the puckered pavement
i am still astonished
at the asteroids around you i scour your surface for signs of life and find myself wandering
into crooked streams and falling into dark ravines which rip from my heels the s

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Everytime you gain your heart's desire you pay for it with a piece of your soul- Heraclitus
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Everytime you gain your heart's desire you pay for it with a piece of your soul- Heraclitus
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Everytime you gain your heart's desire you pay for it with a piece of your soul- Heraclitus
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THIS IS THE GATE OF HEAVEN. ENTER YE ALL BY THIS DOOR. (This door is kept locked because of the draught - please use side door.)
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THIS IS THE GATE OF HEAVEN. ENTER YE ALL BY THIS DOOR. (This door is kept locked because of the draught - please use side door.)
you are so kind!
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Raisins used to be fat and juicy and now they're... shriveled. It's like they've got their lives stolen...They're really just humiliated grapes." -"Benny & Joon"
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
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The roots of the future run deep [link]
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