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PublicMy heart is public domainOpen for anyone to read and empathize withI just wish that it could be of use
KissThese kisses over my heart are coldHeavyThey leap up and downsupported by ivory silkWeighed with longingSo I just eat themAnd wish chocolate kissesWere yours
CountingFive hundred twenty-five thousand six hundredSince I knewThe intangibility of the fleshTwo hundred sixty two thousand eight hundredSince you broke my heartOne hundred seventy five thousand two hundredSince I fell for someone newAnd an unknown factorSince I first started loving you
Death in three Partsi.Death is a curious beastFrumious as a bandersnatchTerrifying as the jabberwockWaxing full to the sound of terrorized tearsii.I try toTrivializeMockBeat it downUntil the memories leaveEyes swimming in salt rivers drownAnd rise up dry and smilingiii.I try and I try and I tryMaking believe that knowing EulerCould make you reliable as someone you once pretended to beWhen in realityIt was just setting snares for myself
MathematicsYour bubble wrapped dreams mean nothing to meI wish you would stop sending them air mailThe soot of your obsession dusting the golden skyCluttering my doorstep with partial formulasThat make less sense than two plus two equaling fiveI've started to learn about imaginary number mixed with the infiniteHow they together can equal nothingAnd that makes so much more senseThan you saying TwoPlus TwoOnly equals FourI hate you for thatBecause I found out two plus two can equal five
AtheistI don't care if you crumble. I've watched your self pitying fall into darkness and the red lights you put up do nothing for me. I am happier with your absence than I am with you, and no fragrant incense can change that, no sacred cow step on that. I hate you and that is my religion now. So faint all you want. I don't care.
MemoriesDance the dance of the damnedWhirling white and hollowEye sockets leaking rainFeet leaving bloody fragments of selfOn the frozen stone floorRemember your beloved carefree daysAnd dance your dance of knivesBecause your voice lies under the seaBut your heart above it
Dragon in the Great Roomwhatare youan ancient dragonyou massive behemothbound in with scratchy cordswhat lays under your puckered sketchy hidewhat is the meaning in your handless armsthe curves that strive for some strange eleganceyour toed feet seem clawless harmless lifeless innocentbut what injury will you do when you spring to lifehow many empty faces have been consumedtrapped and sucked within your toothless mawonly to be discovered with pencil proddingsand daring search and rescuesor how many have fallen preyto your seductivecomfortablecushions
SupermanI remember it so wellThe clouds floated brazen and joyousSummer zephyrs washing over usDamp and humidDoing nothing to relieve the heatThe concrete step was strangely smoothBricks comforting against my backIt was as if we were playing hide and seekOne moment I was in realityThe next drifting with sunset cloudsYou anchored meWeighing me down with the lifeblood on your shoesAnd the torment in your eyesI've wanted to help you fly every since