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Core

CORE

Breath is all I have
Fear, desire, confusion
I retreat to breath

Mécanique De La Solitude

MÉCANIQUE DE LA SOLITUDE

All alone after pollination
Having relieved my aggression to the air
And gentle towards you now
Nothing remains but despair

I think of getting drunk
Like I think of suicide (So there!)
Or my present state – alone and emptied
Any way I can hurt you without appearing to care

… Hoping you will find out later
While beneath the gentleness, feebly, I think bad thoughts of you
Though you have not done anything
Just accepted me, as I asked you to

Dissatisfied all beknown
I wish to hurt you too
As you hurt me by not needing me
Desperately, as I need you

Dreams Not Real (Dreams Not real)

Come-on

COME-ON

If sex is magic
(And who are we to question?)
Let us explore it

The Plan

THE PLAN

One thousand golden days
Ten thousand sparkling thoughts
Spread out here before us
At least that was the plan

Masque Balls (Republished)

MASQUE BALLS

Waking dreams, flights of fancy;
mind’s eyes bright as phantasy,
conjoined twins wax ecstatic.
Tripping lightly the old fantastic,
“To battle!” both genders cry,
as ladies, painted, bustle slyly by,
caught up in nature’s rapture,
discreetly intent on decorous capture;
while line on line of plumed hussars
– Theirs not to reason why – give forth huzzahs.

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Musings on the mating game.

Magpie

MAGPIE

Passion runs
And ruins
our lives

Infuses
And refuses
In equal measure

Pirouette And Parody

PIROUETTE AND PARODY

What tawdry melodies
What over-frequented bars
What cliché-laden notes

What lustful desires
What spiteful tricks
What fearful denials

What we choose to call love
What a grotesque ballet
We turn it into

Rae

 You are invited to draw your own conclusions.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EgQisaKqcHc

 

 

Lothario

LOTHARIO

Plays out Don Juan trope
Imagining them all his
Spends his life dreaming

The slippery slope
Into desire’s abyss
And ends up screaming

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