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Self-PortraitI can still picture Big Legs and her love knotted ghostdim in the gloom,Self-Portrait
sayin bombs're better than you think, and I am the haunt
And sometimes,
I want to kill the tramp smoking on the doorsteps of your tragedies, your morphine smiles and your nightmares
when you look up from the floor
like a big sad dream-
But your holiness reminds me
of the things we coulda built
and everything just crawls
by ~dubbilex
sunshine bluesBeen seein Jackie Onassis, stalking a million rutssunshine blues
into the floorboards of
a tired motel room, that faithless smile comin on,
like velvet angels wailin
Kingdom Come
The salesman on the bed stretches, looks on with ruthless cool.
& she, that darling little Imposition-
all predator's eyes just hollering that
hungry look my way-
snarls
So you think you're a fucking star? Then why don't you follow that thing
all the way East, baby, & let
the kid in the manger see you shine
by ~dubbilex
dragA yarn:drag
Of anathematized eggheads, dead poets, uprooted saddle-tramps - an eclectic shangri-la that impales itself upon her sensibilities like a beached whale on her shore
And this cold, small man- call him Animus Annihilated-
tells her "You wanna see Heaven baby?, Here's your chance." -
An open invitation to cool her heels in
the shadow of his soul.
blink.
Hoodwinked by her own loathsome ideal she ogles the out-side,
staring through the cigarette that drips from her mouth, into her love's eye
blink.
by ~dubbilex
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Orange guy.by ~muskawo
himBefore I lose my life in this town, I'm looking for a pebble that smells like anything - the ocean, soil, you - that shit. Symptoms include an obsession with clocks and a dismissive anything towards her, the bleak old buzzard who watches with gauze-eyed cataracts as we walk by, - -we- menacing in white sneakers and suntan lotion - - she - has been so long above it all that there is no longer any difference between the declaration of independence and a newspaper article that goes:him
Everything was terrible and the people died, but really she was just having a bad dream.
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