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Grand Guignol Love (Paula Maxa: la première fois)
By heroineyes
capture butterflies in
discarded mason jars and
make sand castles in the tide
your friends are fake
and my art is dead
wrapped in ribbon on
your doorstep
Herschell Gordon Lewis
officiating the ceremony
(with an incision of embrace)
liberates the bondage of decay
drawn back by a pile of broken tools
and i ask,
"how do i know love"
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Copyright 2013 heroineyes
Published on Monday, August 12, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Grand Guignol Love (Paula Maxa: la première fois)"
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A former member wrote:
"your friends are fake and my art is dead" I like these lines. Amazing write :)
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On Monday, August 12, 2013, xZombie Poptartzx
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wrote:
That whole first stanza was outstanding...the imagery and how it really sticks with the reader. Very well written xoxo
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On Monday, August 12, 2013, Six-Out
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this left me wanting more. that's definitely a good thing.
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