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Bewildered
By Equinox Asylum
In the season of drunken witches
I burn inside the bottle
Scorched by an overture of anesthesia
I pick wallpaper flowers on famine day
Rainbow zebras carry blind kings
and the meek are dragged away
Locked behind an open door
I swallowed her apple core
While she spit out my seeds
The breakfast of vultures and cherry surrender
Will she taste me with the mouth of thieves?
Lead the cats into the river
Mermaids pickle the sea
I sink into invisible spaces
Bathing in her vacancy
She is coy
She is contagious
Antiquated virgin oasis
All her x-rays are naked
Her image develops malignancy
And i am not a witch doctor.
Troy Allen Bull 3.00
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© 2009 Equinox Asylum
Published on Monday, May 4, 2009.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
Truly Amazing work!
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A former member wrote:
I could only stutter in the sway of this...bewildered indeed.
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