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Reminisce Kiss

I left my kiss like a moon hanging on the skies of your lips. You will remember me.

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Burn

You tore a hole in the ozone layer of my love, and then asked me why you got burned. Don’t worry, blistered hearts heal stronger. You, like the rest of them, will turn out fine, and I will just remain torn.

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Not here

You wanted to save me. You put my despair on the operating table of my brain. You strapped it down. It was supposed to be a corrective surgery, but it went wrong, there’s blood everywhere, and now despair bleeds from my eyes, those pulsing exit wounds. You wanted to save me, and I wanted to […]

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Warrior

I hear the drumbeats of my ancestors in my bones, you will feel them reverberate from my knuckles, you will hear the elders’ electric tongues sing for you in lightning flashes from my hands. Every strike you land will cause my own blood to speak to me, mortality’s voice to singing to me in salty […]

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Flesh Carousel

I watch love’s flesh carousel, people pushing and shoving to get to their favorite lovers, some lovers seat one, some seat two, some seat a few. Some lovers remain alone. You can see the sadness. Unchosen. Unwanted. Just spinning. I watch love’s flesh carousel, sitting on a bench, sipping my coffee, and wishing I had some […]

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Belong

I should have known that you were not mine that night when the sky blushed with stars, and bit the lower lip of her horizon. It was not possible to cage divinity. Either way, I still wanted you. I set a trap, but when I looked back your gates closed behind me. I should have […]

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Himalayan Heights

Your pink salt kisses took me to Himalayan heights, from here my past makes sense with your hue still tingling on my lips,. Your pink salt kisses took me to Himalayan heights, from here my future makes sense with your taste trickling down my throat. Your pink salt kisses preserved me. Don’t let my dreams spoil.

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Hide

I take out the knife that you stabbed me the back with and used it to peel your words. I need to understand what’s beneath, but the more I peel the more I cut my own fingers and the more I see that your words were hollow. I sit here with my hands full of […]

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Love is Anarchy

Love is anarchy, a wild horse stampeding through the prairies of time. We are left reading the tracks of a being beyond us, that we were not meant to contain within our understanding. Do not tell me about rules, or that a person’s love is violative. Love is anarchy.

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temple

You carry your pain like a shattered halo under your tongue, your words sometimes get caught in it and fester there. When you don’t speak I know you need me to untie your infection with the religion you find in my mouth.

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