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will it bloom this year?
One dandelion, two growing from that root, root planted right at your foot You receive three petals, four gobbling up stalks of stems- stem stalks shaped of hyacinth I was four- fed foul leaflets Spoonfuls of blushing yellows, blazing lilacs Consuming, it’s dissolving Seven shattered Oed’ und leer…
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resonance
I tasted the voice before I heard it. It was so soft and succulent in its speaking; ripened like the flesh of an apple, crimson in its color. You whispered words here and there, the willows singing along with you. I had thought to myself quickly, that only gods and goddesses had such a…
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to efface
I have to fix my face while talking to you spew endearments that leave bile rising in the back of my throat I’d much rather effacement
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an artist’s touch
My mind is a frightening thing, you see, I can conjure you up out of fickle matter, and make you disappear like fine dust. I could make it as if you never existed, only if I pleased.
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reversing lies
They say we’ll have snow tomorrow, it is unlikely. The trees have been saying spring is coming, is what I thought, but then I looked outside and there you were. Those flakes covered the earth, and I never felt so pure.
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lilith, you’re Éloa
You plucked one of my roses pierced each freckle of mine until your thorns embedded my skin Didn’t I have this same dream? This same dream darling, that you had come back- come back to me Kissed me quite insane until I’m flushing; coming, going, and yearning for spiders twinged with lilies…
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seething, blooming
I have my time changed to yours what good does that do for me while I’m running backwards- counting on your minutes
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broken bridges
Father you are laughing right now, aren’t you? I always held you up on a pedestal even when you had me at my lowest. How stupid I was. That love made me feel numb, wrapped dull hands around my throat. All I had wanted was you.