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il est endormi
By Corinthian
Mon enfant
first
singing
then silent
pass your
breathless
body ....
I am rope
around your feet
lady red
champagne
maternal & suffering
on starless
air....
I laid you in
holy books
for mothers
to read ....
alone in
womanhood
across the
glitered floor
painting
fine
oils on old
walls of gold
along
the clock tower
I am feminine
doom...
beneath
my house
fucked & numb
blue
jingled
light
& wedlock moan
clicking
tongues
bells
& unlit
candles
spit
unnam'd
inside my
bent
eyes
from lips
to lungs
on
blessed
tongue
disquieted.
watered heaven
rebehold
be always
soft
like this
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Copyright 2012 Corinthian
Published on Wednesday, February 15, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
For my Aris.Awards
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On Tuesday, October 13, 2015, Star
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I miss you.
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On Thursday, February 16, 2012, FadedBlues
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...spoken softly but forcefully...your poems inhabit the night sky, we can't distinguish them from stars. (thanks for your comments)...
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A former member wrote:
very beautifully captured !!
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On Wednesday, February 15, 2012, Magdalena
(615) wrote:
Your pen is captivating.
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On Wednesday, February 15, 2012, Devilish
(2658) wrote:
My god .. He gave you to us to love and devour.. Your thoughts are registered deadly to one who comes across you.. In love with who you write us.. so much respect to you ...
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A former member wrote:
Holds you.
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