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Thursday, August 21, 2008

poems of Frigidity: Intoxication

See comments! Also, see yesterday (8/20) post 'Plucking', a poem I'm very proud of. Intoxication Least there’s an attempt So let this one vent Pass under your giggling surveillance. Planted the seed beneath The flesh that writhes It stings in staleness. But naught is growing. Least there’s quality... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

poems of Frigidity: PLUCKING*

Plucking The hapless cries of a banshee Are alone in mind Throughout this epiphany. The instrument could be played If dissected, plucked and slain Into imitation Of violin strings. Enough with…this fiddling. The chords are not built for this. Enough with this fiddling. Settle for the keys If you’d... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

poems of Frigidity: Sacrifice

to be read aloud... Sacrifice There’s a lagoon Where night’s a violet coo The green’s damp With maternal droplets stamped To sparkle subtly in the archaic mist…subdued By power’s sinking Into the breath It will force forward All that’s left. The ruby will sigh Into the great ebony pool. What have... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 18, 2008

poems of Frigidity: Keep It

Keep It I see you’re grinning wide With your avarice-stained teeth. But you just lost a knot, And it hangs at your knee. For a moment the muck Held me to its breath. But I’ve my own. Your mightiest ace is Indeed this mind game. You take the word ‘alone’, And to it, staple ‘pain’, Loneliness and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 17, 2008

poems of Frigidty: Summer Night

Summer Night A line won’t give us a smile. By its distance, this never ends. Care to dance for a while? Delicacy is so surrounding, Enough light to spare in the water. For the two of you… Go and do not stop your sway Hear the white droplets say “in a circle, lightly, each other take, Just by hands,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 16, 2008

poems of Frigidity: another Sonnet

Another Sonnet - posted 8/15/08 (below) more to come very soon! Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 15, 2008

poems of Frigidity: Another Sonnet

Another Sonnet So your presence is wine to my fatigue. That's the involuntary truth. Here is a sonnet, poor and hackneyed, Not floral enough at all for you. Why must every flaw pour down To water ten more profound traits? Elevated with a leafy crown, Light-footed, behind your excellent gate. Should... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 14, 2008

poems of firgidity: Bone Ceiling

Bone Ceiling -8/13/08 Post Below I'm going to catch up reading with you guys! Until next time, my latest poem post is below! Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

poems of Frigidity: Bone Ceiling

Bone Ceiling Not in sticky excesses Not in your salty truths Not in your flimsy investments Not in your creaky salutes, The bones your homes Are made of Will hold no longer For decadence makes no marrow stronger. Not in this recited solace Nor in your general direction Will you find that you are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 12, 2008

poems of Frigidity: Peripheral Vision

Peripheral Vision sighing crashes moan into the sands, lusting to reclaim their shambling subject. Tracks lapped away in the twilight Hours, when eyes plead for recline. The lolling entices regret’s death. Though the thirst rains And my nature is tugging These images are troubling They are mine and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Morbid subjects tend to come to my mind, but if you give my stories and poems a chance, you'll probably like them!Short stories (macabre, humor, drama, fantasy) and poems (abstract, morbid, character). I am devoted to writing, and hope to make it my living someday, so please enjoy what I hope will be entertaining!

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