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The Quest for the Callipygian Ideal
The bounce, the tilt, an elegant twist
Hypnotic, diasporic, monolithic
A palpable tremor preaches with each succulent stretch
The visage carries forward into a retreating maelstrom
Of shimmy, shake & stride
Thunderous crème-colored thighs attached to desirous undulation
Classified action delivers mercurial delirious joy
This cool justice deserves more attentive haste
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Strangers In Sleep Disguise
pro/con
guilt encased abstinence
stringing along the kindly
against the tugs of choosing
simple melancholy of doubt
backward/forward
history is not re-creating itself
just to fashion a memorable escapade
it will allow mistakes that crush
the life out of silly misanthropes
verse/reversal
I'd give a nut to plead his case
he's not enough a breeding pool
to swallow all the crap
still the head's a masterpiece of ignobility
fact/fiction
she's not laughing with a wink
or borrowing futures
that slide undetected into the realm
she's making basket cases heal
dream/reality
no visions of strangers
cloud the mind of friends
the real quality of persistence
are shadows in mirrored facility
stranger/friend
watched with territorial unease
no lurking permitted now
an introduction might change all that
but accidents choose fate
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Shamrock
In my religion
There are explosions
With teeth flying
Pelting unshattered panes of glass
“there’s redemption, crucifixion and an end”
Trembling feet
Running fast
Cacophony, sensationalism
An undying need to organize
Speed quick looks for
Sorrow on the loose
A plethora of signs
Leading to an enlightenment
Of incongruous foolishness
Blind fastidiousness
Elongated kisses
Blushing with epidermal response
Partly anarchical
Fully distrustful
of Devil, the God and Cain
In my insides
Bordering on mathematical mania
Slowing to doe-eyed glum
It’s all beside the point
Certainty beset by paranoidal thirst
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Illicit Sanguine Isotopes Of Pause
A certain discomfort arises
When the needle pinches skin
Envelope surprises
Brain matter fastens onto endorphin bliss
Is beauty touching truth?
Time plasters images around
Corners of synaptic disclosure
Processing numbed exuberance
Retreating in the distance
The selfless center of name, memory
And hope
Left bereft of human quality
The plunger torches the heat seeking
Answered pray
Winsome Gals Unite In Freeze
Comfortable as lovers
Satisfied with friends
They like to spook
Your sense of shame
Hold marathons in your honor
Pleasure being an act of some pact
They hold together
With each distraction
Each dismount
Easy warmth that touches only skin
Miles from any equality
You’re just looking in
When the show is over
They depart arm in arm
Winsome gals unite in freeze
The whole wide world
Shut out
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Sliding In Downward Spirals Sophisticated
When she clowns around
You know she’s not high
Her pretty smile masking
An unnamed pain
Jane hides her prickly demon
With flirty hints
That she can be touched
Until you try and find out better
I saw her once
In the dungeon
That claimed itself her home
Not a bit of recognition came my way
The day the slide goes too deep
I won’t be a witness
I’ll remember the tip-toed laughter
With the sophisticated lilt
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Raising Eyebrows Across Oceanic Claustrophobia
raising eyebrows across oceanic claustrophobia
not needing the feel of passion police
putting the quarters way down
deep fit into the pockets
it's meant as accidental
yet planned right down to the subplot
she's knocking fists back up the mouth-piece
lately seen as a cock robber
she's more than willing
to cadaver her way into the scene
but the momentous glide through torture
is seen as a neglect of tangible crime
this mention of methodology
will queer the seeds of intrigue
she'll fester dark indoors
catch the glam despite her charm
the nutcase latches on heedlessly
no courteous apologies suffice
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