quasi_sean

if
only
there were
a
way
to
silence
the screams.

and she stands naked by the couch.

there is an army of vanilla butterflies beside the wooden chair. the bed sheets are nailed to the ceiling and you can hear the whispers from the radio and mirrors.

cars race down the silent street--illuminated and the tracers are exploding behind them.

twelve unwashed cigarette burns on...
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remember the clouds as they see you now...

and there are 14 reasons to smile.

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it is like, cathartic or something?

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too much inside, growing arms, burping constantly, swirls written on mirrors and graffiti eyes that refuse to wink. however, there is a dark circle around one of them. a battle scar. the kitties are playful--loving each other as they nibble on the...
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i am suddenly aroused in this crowd.

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the drinks came cheap and fast, before i knew the back of my head was gone and i was singing thru the holes in my spine and photos of the experience were available on the wall of hall. there were the animals surrounding and scattering, the dreams that were montage/fantasy of desire and i gripped myself and...
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First and foremost I want to thank everyone who took the time to leave me birthday love. I read all comments and truly appreciated them all. It totally made my day.

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So...the sleeps finally ended, and on Thursday morning I stepped off the plane in Canada. After the Customs interrogation I turned the corner, and she was standing there. Her hair was shorter and...
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happy no doubt the sun is burning my legs thru the window coverings making the kitty run around in circles the smell of fresh kitty litter crystals marching thru the nostrils no food but plenty of water there is a bible hanging on for dear life can see it falling off the desk i am ecstatic and fond of this feeling can't wait for thursday...
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i am imagine

--a sincere crowd who waits patiently for the intermission where there are biscuits and fire hydrants and all my friends have gathered for a feast and there are long-dead aunts and uncles grandparents who cried when they read my suicide poems and they couldn't understand.
why the air was so dark around me.
why are there illusions of death--shadow puppets on the...
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imagination and the excesses/Saturday nite-----

dream like fog where i suddenly arrived at the house of William Burroughs where my bartender and her husband were housesitting and i walked in and began to count the books that were so perfectly organized by not only title but signifigance and they were old, dusty, and full of every emotion possible---

so that then i sat in the...
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it's the mystery of centuries that do not matter anymore.

for one good reason and there
it is her
pushing the broken syllables from between her lips that are red like the kool-aid stain on your chin and she smiles that same exact reason i have left to live

and

there is nothing in the world to capture it in.
the hearts. mason jars. the...
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make you glow from behind the wall.

last checked,
the fever reached
far past the point of ashes
and left no smoke
to inhale.

it birthed a drop of...
that once combined w/tears
becomes an orgasm
a standing ovation
for your beauty
and the way you shine.

and somewhere
in the air
that scattered your hair
and held it prisoner
against your eyes--

i saw...
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just a few of a million feelings...

bed not broken,
but left bleeding
& holding the dreams
& hrs. of unashamed laughter
that is reflected in the mirror
above our heads
where i held you
in captive, welcome
intrusion
of souls.

take my heart
to the far north
tucked in your pocket
where it can be cradled
& become an imprint
in your chest.

it...
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