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Chaotic

Chaotic within her own systemSticking to the shadows herFather’s surviving work of artPersonal but not about her atThe pace caprice demands amidThe trees bright patches of thatMoving bolt of skin she fillsThe place with the fluid aura ofHer divine desire … Continue reading

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Precontemplation

You’ve got to seeThe ritualistic crossingOf her legs the wayShe’s always crossedHer legs Kinetic forces unleashedBy the subconscious mindBy the well in the back gardenTremulous and nervy flickersOf the future an unmistakablySupernatural event in the kitchenPerpetuated by this mischievousUnstable upper … Continue reading

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Unnatural

Swim towards her in an excess of imaginationThe enchantment of her strangenessDank thoughts to breed fanciesLittle dark echoes slowly intenseAlmost unnaturalSo what do you think I think thereIs no end to what has been startedUnique of her kind may I … Continue reading

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Fury

Her actual presence always gives aCurious deep shock of remembranceAn irrevocable past amidstThe disorder of reunionHer soul seems to freezeAround our secretLike a blanched fury

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Dawn

on the silver summit I recognized the goddess then, one by one, I lifted her veils. — Rimbaud

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Holy Pleasure

In a spilled second of frenzyAgitation among the most highCreates ripples in the space-timeWringing our universe like fabricDisappearing into pleasurable waves

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Incalculable

Twisting she didn’t want to show her faceHer American face drugged eyes unintelligible dialectI only like noises that don’t mean anything the glowFrom a early canter made everything incalculableHer relaxed body her righteous curvesA headlong dance that challenges one to … Continue reading

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The Standard Model

Among the bramblesAnd implacable geometryOf total information awarenessThe atomic data needs improvementColliding breaking the standard modelWhich ensues and unfolds inevitablyIn real life even as it’s being writtenUpright fucking in the doorway

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Guts

I’m with her when theWhole room turns sidewaysSliding through the windowAnd into another room In which things areGoing in another directionOr maybe two Tumbling like a keyIn the lockTurning like the gutsOf a clock

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A Short Discovery of Unobserved Dangers

Binding with the unbinding witchAmong carnal copulation and dealingIn wild dangerous comprehensions A bit steep pretty heathen sort of goddessAt your service what are we waiting forInduction Compression Combustion Exhaust

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