Tuesday, March 1, 2011

My Dreams Are Devoid of Flesh And Bones

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what belongs to me
someone else owns
squirming in the silence
of my soul i writhe
i moan once
blood sweat tears
now all stone
within
the silhouette
of my despair
all alone
from the mound
of her Venus
dethroned
master of the rings
turquoise
my birthstone
barefeet
bent backbone
as i flow
from the gutters
of the street
into an unknown zone
suicidal my death
i did postpone
a withering wrist
as it groans
what was mine
i have
dispwned
caught
in the tempestuous
fires
of a karmic
cyclone
as i open
my eyes
in my dreams
i see her siting
besides
my gravestone
unmarked
weeds have grown
gone forever
all friends
relatives
i had known

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