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Thank you, Tony. :D

Let us not talk about This.
Let us not make it a thing.
Let us not make it important.
Here’s a colorful rug to cover it.
Let us step around it, over it,
Or even hold hands across it.
Sometimes...

Thank you, Taylor and Delta! I am glad you enjoyed it. I think I will also follow what you said in regards to omitting that last line. It does read better without it. :)

I can't find the Edit Post...

Thank you, Danik. I am glad you found something in it. :D

Inside a matchbox of yellow and books
Surrounded by literary silence
They delicately mumbled familiar
Catechisms of titles and names
Recited Scriptures of dedications
Carefully leafed volumes to...

Stuck in disconnected silence
With pastel hands crossed in protest,
It sat sulking and listening;
Its council of numbers circled
In auditory quarantine
Mutely arguing about the
Capricious...

I am glad to hear. :D Thank you, Danik.

A flock of brazen birds beguiled
The nature of the skies: the clouds
Were billows of smothering sand,
And the sun a smoldering coin;
The angels drowned in sickly seas –
Above trees anemic and...

Inside my red box of secrets
Familiar monstrosities lie –
Sewn together by needles of fear:
A hand, a lip, a lazy eye;
A Frankenstein of an ill mind –
Ensnared in a mute lullaby.

If it be time to go back,
Let me paint my eyes and nails black--
Let me cover my skin in ink and colors:
Of cats, birds, words, and flowers.

If it be time to leave this all behind,
Let me...

Tamed, they stand in isolation,
Pensive, despondent, and mute.
An occasional neigh, a snort,
The sound of a questioning hoof,
"What now?", one stomps once, then stops.

They stand noble, inert,...

Oh friends, friends from above,
Heavenly neighbors, made of light,
Pray come down, and teach us love.
Save us! Save us from this plight!

Oh, human, of flesh and blood,
Teetering with complex...

Playfully I arch my back and cry
Overwhelmed with joy, and other afflictions.
In a bed stained with failure and sweat,
Surrounded by a neck, a wrist, and a dozen fractures.
Oh! How sweet and...

A street light
About to die
Needs to be seen
For one last time.
It breathes in
The unsteady current--
And quivers,
Ever so lightly.
Impatient,
To begin the show,

Brood over me with a lump of sugar
Between your Babbity Rabbity teeth.
And pour your coffee into the saucer--
And not the cup. Blow your lungs, sip lips--and
Nose--and spill most of it anyway....

Summer breeze
A sunlit bed
White wrinkled sheets
And a basking cat
Windows shine
Like gates of heaven
Guarded
By potted plants
We’re inside
Or out

"You're late. I am leaving if you don't show up within 5 minutes." A womanly irritated voice echoed through a Blackberry.

"I will be there in one. I can already see the cafe." Replied the voice of...

No, because probably it would be so bad that I would suicide or something in order to avoid it...

Would you like to go back in time a couple of centuries?

Gorgeous and glamorous. :D

Exactly! The thing that happened after.

Why do we love chocolate?

deceiving? harsh?

same question for I am not sure of the meaning. :D

Never!

How many times did you read your favorite book?

gets pretty fat...

what is my real name?

songs

onion