05/04/09 – 11:52pm (art lies)

howling phosphorescence

a climax

then rain

teething

seething

a lions territorial roar

spites my incandescence

art

lies

to

us

all

a false world

summertime

scratching at the rash

the soul

of some purpose

that screams, begs, frightened, bored beyond self love

a raptor

a mouse

a loving mother

father-closet-monster

we burned whole villages of them

from our bedrooms

toilet

hologram

cigarette

hell has carved a cynical grin from ear to ear upon this mask

i call a face, and so…

an excellent kisser

have

eye

become

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~ by your fellowman on 05/05/2009.

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