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It is Done
Demise of a Fly
my balls killed a fly
it’s wings shower damp
lost momentum and flight
testicular seismic shift
wrecking ball swing
smacked to the floor
whereupon in a swirl
of foam and grime
was lost to the plug hole
unmourned

Lean against the letting go by Christopher Lawrence
like pressed garlic creamy crushed husk blown away, i held her forgetting the argument, forgiveness and playing with that blonde hair thinking of …
Lean against the letting go by Christopher Lawrence
Blast
cumulonimbus squall
of a headache
tore me out of delirium
to blister pack paracetamol
choked almost
that raw pharmaceutical taste
mug of tea
apple spiced
wishing the phone
would cease
exhausted now
as silence fell
I took to being asleep
with tainted tongue
and abstract thoughts
je suis charlie
in those glancing shadows
of inky truth and pattern
there would be no ennui,
condemn not capitulate
to the bugle call of atrocity,
it is only anarchy
not religion,
that has to be illustrated
by pencil sharp sword
render and portray
a prophets wisdom abused
to generate and perpetuate
a list of abhorrent terror
activated by those
with misguided sense of being
steady hand describes
that no single act
will be unaccounted
a channel for truth
that should not be
a satirists end
#je suis charlie
#je suis ahmed
Alejandro Jodorowsky – Dancing Poems (in English and Spanish)
The senses continually give what they receive / The world is modeled according to the way you think.
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Kind act pleasing perfume / glass of water poured unmanned / pure liquid is like the soul / created by the thirst of another benefit.
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The reality is embodied illusion / Birds sing because we believe in them / produce the melody between the two / eternity without them is not.
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I speak from the darker / Site Lamp From the river / takes the magic of life is the encounter with the countless deaths.
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Things are from the moment that we call our / discard them possess is / is in giving that you get.
Denise Levertov – Olga Poems
Tsaurah Litzky Reads from “Flasher” (adult content )
dancer 95
violin bow cu through gelatin
as outstretched arm
folding it under her chin
tremor of strings felt in her loins
of love beyond passion
love beyond denial,
for this man much older
who watched damp eyed
each point and step
holding pose for sulfur flash
yet moonlight and day
better illuminated
caught in a dark place
yet so natural
she would ascend
imprinted and recognized
after camera covered away
she danced
knowing now also caught
on paper in charcoal
it may of been the end
but she reached to the future
moving expressively
beyond fantasy
Helen Hahn performs Ernest Chausson Poeme Op 25