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Mystery

Look to it then dear mister,For she is not goneAnd as much as you miss her,You should know she was the oneAnd only oneTo do with your quaint nonsenseAnd that faint whisker of a sweet sadness.
Magical moments My best friendThe beauty, O the mystical memories run fastWithout end.O playmate of wildnessHelp me help you rest,Help [...]

                                                    LAST                                                        

My death was so ripe, so fruitfulthat it changed life.I do not blame my elders or thegreat teachers for my death.I was just turned on by itsthrill, it [...]

                              YOU                                           
Your arms are wings, soaring throughCurrents.You are invisible,You are a godCreating your own worldThis vast watersAnd the land,andWhat not ? the entire—Your paradise.

                                                              Oh spring
  I called you abutterfly withthe finesse ofnature’s own handI loved youno matter whoswore otherwise.

IN THE DEPTH OF                    I don’t need rescuing
I need understanding &
criticism to fuel my wit:
a readership of ravens,
so that one day groundbreaking
heads shall be havens for my
words …
‘Cause one day you all will have
to alight at the stepping-stone,And in the depth of sea.
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                  VAL OUR        
    With bodies of armor and hands of sword the                                                   army
gathers upon sandsFlags of cult whip in the wind.Ready to do battle the war trumpet is soundedscenes of val our trumpet and joy. 

MAGICAL MOMENTS

LAST NIGHT
I found her at a party last night.She was a rich golden honey blonde,with a broad innocent smile andhelpful nature.The memories I recall out of mybeverage mind are so wide and vague,that my perspective is slanted.Guardian carriage got me here safe.I was drunk,my sleep seemed restless,as though drawn out and made up of thoughts [...]

WHITES
Halo perimetersTimid saintsYoung virgins in gorgeous blood shed.And displaying the hue and huea repulsive and distorted figure of Christ,Hypocritical confessional boxes,stained glass windows.Brass bells ringing - bringing togethercommunion and gathering.Priesthood indoctrination - feasting on the good Lord’s body indesecration: breaking bread,drinking wine - flesh and blood intertwine.The 666 beast has risen.WHAT HAVE THEY LEFT FOR [...]