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    dots Submission Name: chocolate butterfliesdots

    Author: blackbird
    ASL Info:    31/male/reykjavik iceland
    Elite Ratio:    2.35 - 194/328/300
    Words: 352
    Class/Type: Prose/Misc
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    dotschocolate butterfliesdots

    and as many faces
    the griefs of passing hours
    when the sounds run together
    in the mirror
    where the stranger stays
    with his weak eyes
    and that flowing hair
    like clouds of chocolate butterflies

    in some sort of arrangement
    of broken dove mornings
    this creature compels
    the lady hearts
    somehow softly
    with a nap,
    a romantic flick of the wrist
    and the hairline fracture of his mouth
    is an opening of lush garden love
    and the collapsing earth
    describing the trembling orgasms
    of earthquake moans

    but enough of speaking about him
    as some darb, separate oyster of the sky
    imagine that i'm speaking of myself
    as an undone parable
    strewn about the floor
    like our last nights clothes

    all these empty skins i keep exploring
    all the open declarations
    that i no longer believe in
    i seem to only exist outside myself
    like some well placed poem
    in a pile of sex ads
    waiting to be discovered
    as something
    outside of saturday nights' writhing precision

    all the lonely seconds between you and i
    are numbing as they're numbing
    as i don't want them to be
    as i plead for them to be

    we're almost 3 1/2 thousand miles distanced
    by land, ocean, ice and steam
    and months apart
    and what are we
    but here?
    sad in our shallow graves
    and haunted by each others old accents
    and our skin that often graves the longing

    and yet i feel so distant
    even here
    like continents are constantly forming
    between us
    between our used to be attached legs
    and entangled vellums,
    months now
    and what is there to show
    when the tangled snakes of lovers
    mean nothing in the vanquished dawn

    you need another haircut
    and i need another trophy

    i'll trade you an hour of your pride
    for an hour of my body
    exploding on your skin
    what do you have to lose
    when you have nothing to begin with?
    except for maybe the sadness
    that you're killing yourself with
    with every passing day
    pretending to be the vacuum
    that you know you're not

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      it's your signature melancholy that devours each word and makes it your own. what can i say to the poets soul who's ego cannot be touched. flattery of simple tongues longing to be set free. yet such words cannot to justice.

    unfettered lust for all the world when nothing will satisfy even by a lost chance.

    like reading live theater...performed perfectly
    | Posted on 2007-06-18 00:00:00 | by in shadow | [ Reply to This ]
      Beautiful,beautiful... images, contents, everything. You can turn on a woman only with words, boy...
    | Posted on 2007-06-04 00:00:00 | by Tania A. | [ Reply to This ]

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