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i settle on down
i settle on down my prairie land
in the midst of substandard rock and dirt storms
my flesh is turned up, i turn up
spilling my bowels like oil
upon my legs
the brush -
prying apart curdled toils
the sighs of cattle, rats have bled
i wash them away, i rain down bread
she settles on down
she settles on her newfoundland
the darkness plays on her back - portwine
the stain plays on her heart -
i wash it away, i turn up my head
at the sound of our breaking bread
i settle on down
she settles on down
i am just her spirit, taking the human outta her
as her dress rots away-
i will not rot away
i will not rot away
i wash it away, i turn up my head
as i create this creature
she eats my bread,
she becomes untamed.
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crass bad bash :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 3 3
you never told me you were a romanov;
there is that and there is this
what more can there be
what more than there ever was
a solitary romanov.
then the phone rings -
i've always known you were alone.
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love is a sponge
that can't rinse out
that i can't squeeze out with
soundless baby paws
you'll polish your pits
and shave your suede boots
the moment i realize
you you you.
you've. become elite in your coop
i can't spank or rail against
the wave like this . . .
and the wind must turn away
heaven, are you done?
as we all hold our breaths
(they just never listen up there)
and so the wind turns away,
the sponge is my love
the moment it is cleansed.
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go to sea, violet by GoldenAdonis go to sea, violet :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 0 2
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surely crows die :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 0 3
cannot be who we are
cannot be who we are meant to be
Alyce could be a dress shoe in a ghetto
park in the next shakerz suburb, if there
are such things in her day.  but she will be the one
shining, maybe. perchance she gets her chance
for the sick sheen.  she is aside, mind, don't forget beside
her head, her bed, looking over, and in from a looking
glass once again?  oh dear, she should utter under her
like the new age zombie she brought forth from LeHeigh's
stench.  Ren.  run.  it's now the stench of a gremlin's
yeast, her pet pest with three, no, four, no, just one head
only one?
just one.
perpetrating from the quadrilles in his spiiiiiIIIIIIINNNNNeh!
[sleepwalking, dear, you are sleepwalking!]
she is a dress shoe.  Alyce is she.  she is a dress shoe
and the polish from down the street has worn thin.
take pity in her party, that she did, in the mirror
seeing her face worn thin.
[maybe we won't wake her. Alyce, you fun
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the dirty devil. :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 0 9
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tiny peen. :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 1 5
going white by GoldenAdonis going white :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 0 2
hey ey
they are a vacant kind of eyes
hey ey what will it take for
these kinds of eyes to
get engaged with the likes of
hey ey
we talk of eyes but what about
ears that hear
all kinds of dreams?
and as i can't say now (since
they've tied me down
and pasted my mouth)
if i could rule the raging seas
i swear to el salvador
i'd follow the stars and take
you with me.
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hygiene lilly :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 0 3
a kinda twilight
I will not pull the trigger until you
roll hugely
let me go unbitten
my front and rear (sight) is the
medium that will rebuke my
sure, dally thru liberty
bide the time when the sights
will align
carry on, get hurt
fuck you
better hide
i bet you know
there's better good in my
right heel's blister
it's the boot that's the kicker
once chosen
once bitten.
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beggars can't be choosers
This is the good you do:
[ ]
That is what I want from you.
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girl piece
Girl piece:
The rose in her throat
I dare to swallow
I prick my tongue
On the thorns of
Her tongue
I swallow her buds
& prick my stomach
"For he came unto us
The dearly departed"
You should go
get sated o'er her
Alas, bow to this ass
dear prey.
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been there :icongoldenadonis:GoldenAdonis 0 0
please don't steal a thing; i have big plans for my work.





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melancholy-colonist Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2011  Student Writer
thank you for the fave :)
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thanks so much for the watch!~
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