the light hovers and nudges
the sky winked
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that blossoms
you sculpting petals
in your heart
making you do
things you couldn't
is he the flute that charms
your snake
the forked prong
that snags in you a dizzy drug
where time rolls backward
with your eyes
can you capture
how those cymbals clash
with satanic resonance
and souls howl
with grief a their loved ones
now gone to a new hunting ground ...
please don't take my pain away ...
i love him ... and who are you to say
you don't understand how i felt
about him it is not tolerable
the world will be just a desert
of physical thing
can you really
be in reserve to buzz
like a cockroach in my bedroom
I'm trying to climb that crane and where are you ....
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