'never has so dangerous a thing been so delightful'
lies, and she knew it
but she'd never been drawn to it before, to something she shouldnt
color inside the lines-wait your turn girl
smile politely-listen and learn girl
not this
NOT this
not waiting and wishing and hoping on things
things hidden and secret and scared
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cursed communication device
your ringing will be my end
for sanity's sake, the only hope
is for a time with space and peace
over and over again
merciless master you are
i know i dare not go far
your lament will follow me where're i am
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he sits in his study
away the weary hours fly
time flees,
her tell is the lowering of the the golden shadows on the wall
a need for incandescence arises
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what is it about the dulcet tone of a man's voice
that alluring resonance
the delectable, otherwise intoxicating bass
which causes conversing to become carnal
each utterance
inflection
articulation
illicits prurient predilections from my fleshy form
sensational response undulating through my abdomen
a sense of sudden...
i need to work on finishing things
some any way
i would especially wanna work on this last one
1 comment:
look at her go!
she's cranking it out...
rather likethe Mexican Cession who have described their own rhyming skillz thusly: pumpin out shit like a shit machine/you fool with an antelope ya get gangrene./ah-we ain't fish, fish live in the water/i rerun your ass a-like-a "welcome back cotter" -- so you oughtta (said you oughtta) consider not fro'in'/cuz i can bust a rhyme like su'in.
you are like that, on a roll. (like butter?)
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