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you're too young for those thoughts-
she massaged her temples
and straightened up to grab a white cigarette box
while sticking out tongue at the warning message:
the world begged to differ,
she muttered and sighed through burning nicotine,
through fire that devoured death-wand's initial white.
she massaged her temples
and straightened up to grab a white cigarette box
while sticking out tongue at the warning message:
the world begged to differ,
she muttered and sighed through burning nicotine,
through fire that devoured death-wand's initial white.
Literature
Ceteris Paribus
In an eon
You and I will greet the choate moon
Surrounded by her fairy dogs
warrior wolves and magnetic fox tails
who howl some foretelling tune
decoded only by the whistling winds
within my once listless room
I nip your Adam's apple by my Cupid's bow
we are a perfect art, a Sistine Michelangelo
We are stomata of the umpteen,
swimming in each other's dulcet drippings
of halved and pitted French tongues and ears
Let the years pass in this gentle deaf-muteness
where Ceteris Paribus
In this, Hallowed and His Seraphims know
how in the glow of one night tide
the firmament of all
folded into my limitless room
You and I part in sweet sorrow
t
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Blood Mother
I love you in your inexistence
rabbit’s ear
baby’s breath
you are dust
but you are
mine.
Misadventures and
dew drop mornings
small curls
large eyes
my bones cannot knit your future.
Sunsets and moonbeams
sleep burdens our eyes
your soft lips sigh
there is a better world for you
than this.
-D.E.M
Literature
the recipe to foresight
it takes three voices to weave fate,
but only one to forge a chain
of actions and reactions,
all of their interactions,
melted down
and reduced
to their lasting consequences.
then melded shut and looped together,
laying out a trail,
a trail i'm set to follow,
leading to my jail.
no silken threads,
no breadcrumb trail,
but a prisoner's parade,
marching to the guillotine
in the very chains i made.
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i would be delighted to hear your correspondence.
© Alessiah 2017.
i would be delighted to hear your correspondence.
© Alessiah 2017.
© 2017 - 2024 Alessiah
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god i miss smoking after reading this the melancholy that I somehow associate with it and that was so nicely described here