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I’ve blackened the eyes of my dolls
How surprised they seem
Kept my hair dirty ‘til 2nd January
Ate head to tail everything swimming in the sea
A cascade of tears I poured behind your veil
With the sun low to the left and the wind to the right
I scattered our ashes into the sails
Tibbar, oh Tibbar, can I call out for you
every morning as I hope for something new?
Tibbar, oh Tibbar please leave me astounded
gobsmacked and blisslucked….
(My sense of wonder and wildly curious faculty
knows no boundaries beyond the key)
Cascades of clovers cast from my fingers for you;
An acorn, a carp scale, a bouquet of white heather, too.
Gris-gris and hamsa, jin chan and horseshoe,
Nenette and Rin-tin-tin united will tie me to you.
A cascade of tears I poured behind your veil;
With the moon high to the right and sea low to the left
I scattered our ashes o’er the vale
Tibbar, oh Tibbar can I call out for you
every morning as I hope for something new?
Tibbar, oh Tibbar, please leave me astounded
gobsmacked and blisslucked, blisslucked today.
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Pink On the Inside
05:25
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Death, turns out, is boring
And life, I’m ignoring
Too many waves and violence and crime
Too much hurt and hating at shades of smiles
We’re all pink on the inside
We’re all pink on the inside
And we’re all a rainbow on the outside
Where our flavors arrive.
Fingers at my wrist
I’m twisting through space
I just want to see you again.
Can’t climb out of this
neverending pace
I just want to touch you again.
Hitting off the walls and screaming out the window in our lockdown
The sun keeps on rising finding nothing too surprising while we breakdown
Meanwhile, I just want to smell you again.
I miss your pink.
Fingers at my wrist
I’m twisting through space
Can’t climb out of this
neverending pace
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Sighs through the veil of want;
Thighs shiver at 8:20 o’clock;
Why can’t I get you out of my mind?
Sigh; guess I’ll self-scratch this itch again this time
Inhale left, exhale right
Your whispered breaths under a blanket of night
Wherever you are I feel your sighs
I used to wonder how Heaven would be rendered
A place between Las Vegas and the delta at your center?
The sparks that alight in your eyes
Fire my ardor of yesteryear
As your veils fall sevenfold, in sighs
What a strange world this is where I can think of you like this
And learn it is taboo unless my fantasy is to fuck you
Inhale left, exhale right
Your whispered breaths under a blanket of night
Wherever you are I feel your sighs
In time with mine
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Down on Me
04:15
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Come closer
Climb slowly
Inexorably
For as long as you stay
We’ll be down
A happy snake we will be
As we slide around in our apple tree
Down on me, Down on you
What else is there to do?
Why would we ever even choose?
Tout le reste serait contre tous!
Anything other than me and you
Being down
Chase the Snake, make her climb
Make her slide up your spine
Feel her climbing down on me
Feel me rising down on you
Down on me, I’m downing you
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Without Forever
06:35
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I have only ever
Been an upgrade as a lover
But it doesn't matter
How much I make you love to fuck,
How much I make you spatter
The time for now or never
Has gone gone gone
You are a perfect lover
The way you touch me
Like no other
And though the memory of the taste of me
Will make you cream as long as it lingers
Without forever
This dream is gone gone gone
Without forever is now or never
I don't remember how you do this to me
“Now or never.” Without forever
Is as empty as a threat can get.
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Making Snowmen
03:10
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Look at your brother –
He's black in the face.
Look at your sister –
She's black in the face.
Look at yourself in the mirror
The cold outside the window is worse than winter
Our brothers and sisters are bleeding today
Bright patterns of frozen red prayers in the ice
We tell our children to step over the red
And keep on making snowmen.
Screaming her name,
Though she can't breathe;
Screaming his name,
Though he can't breathe;
You don't know their names,
You don't know their plea;
You don't know their names,
Or their suffering.
They’re suffering.
Our brothers and sisters are bleeding today
Bright patterns of frozen red prayers in the ice
We tell our children, “Step over the red,
and keep on making snowmen.
Just keep on making snowmen.”
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Reach to touch the frozen ground
Reaching up always falling down
She reaches out for something sound
Just to find she's bound
Her breath hangs aloft, poison clouds
While her skin becomes her shroud
And without a hint or trace
She succumbs to faceless disgrace
She grasped for something she couldn't corrupt
A hint of something beyond the pale
A way of life built beyond distrust
A world where death sometimes fails
Though faced with eternity
She kissed the void of reality
And still without a hint or trace
She succumbed to faceless disgrace
Disgraced; the woman is perfected.
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Grays
02:50
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Hearts stutter still,
Hearts stutter, still.
Sleep is preparation for death
And the only colors are gray
Awaking teaches us
half our time is living afraid
We while away days contemplating shades of gray
And everything ceases as hearts stutter still.
Hearts stutter still,
Hearts stutter, still.
The world'll never know you're alive.
Your face rendered in memories to shades of gray
The world will never know you are alive.
Your face rendered in memories to shades of gray
The world will never have known you were alive.
Your face rendered in memories to shades of gray
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Requiem
05:15
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We say goodbye; but never without
The rules of time that bind.
Adrift at sea; the boat is always leaking,
While we await
Peace.
We bid farewell; but never without
The fist of time clenched tight.
Across the sky; once promising life
Stars wink in the night…
“Goodbye.”
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Never Land
12:05
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