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vocabulary is limited her words bound by years and covered in the skin of men. vocabulary reaches down and finds a bluegirlchild underneath a hat covered in a flood. the salt licks at the droplets on dirty eyelashes the black bruises of too many nights in a hot empty bed can’t hide can’t brighten can’t extinguish the bright sexstars
she attached him to her wall, buttoned his back to the pins waiting for him, hung him up where she would see him every night. his eyes went on hooks and his wrists snapped at the joint. they popped. she walked back, back to his front, back to his eyes, and felt his pieces throw themselves at her feet.
beg
plead
unhook our fingers unlead our toes and let us back inside you.
but he is on her wall.
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balance on my forehead, balance on me and mine and you will find that the crater into which you fall is a sweet oblivion. search for balance and find. search for chaos and find it in me, inside me, escape your disordered balance into my chaotic gasp, the breaths you find in me knock your world off its balance off its kilter let me chaos your body until it wraps with mine let me unlock your knees and pinion your eyes and let me let you find balance
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Baptists of oil and water. Baptists, papists, witches and black glass. Wood together with mined words making cold desire flicker in the back of a sorcerered mind. She looks at the moon while the sun filters through a book of Lye under the habit of a peachblooded womanpriest who has never bled. Time is the pit of a lie, the whole of a matriculated masticated mess of a life only worthy of the sweetest hell. Words vomit through the star-riddled chest of a witch, split her tongue in three truthtelling snakesofEve. They swallow the sun.
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mock fuck on a balcony beach crest on a wave far above the venom that runs through her veins through her cunt to my tongues mock the sacred act mock with fingers deep and screams that tear across painted skin and mock with teeth buried underneath lips searched out and sought after and killed with blunt words and black holes
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the leather strap rested against her back, still for just a moment. still for a moment of breath. stilltillill is again. the entity above her inhaled the room and cackled a sigh. wings beat breath, liquor pours out of noxious pores, skin seeps with liquid bloodlight. blueglass nails run down a back of sin, the strap caresses her rib-bone-skars.
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the stairs up to her room creep in the moonswept light of eyes. walking up, walking up stars made of stairs, i feel for each step with a foot flat with weary desire. top it all off with a bit of a tease. the body glows, floats, whispers out of reach of my moaning fingertips that reach. one wrong step, lunge for a hand but it disappears, lets go, drops
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