Atlas
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Glass of Atlas
Those bad mojo memories Coming back to foil and kick A decent day turned down low Shadow records play in the dusk-lined room One lonely bed, one lonely chair, one lonely window Views of the widows on the walk Black dresses and veils Black roses, black nails Thinking about the dark side of the moon… Continue reading
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Prayers and Chants
Organ dusters gathered in the church And some day that piece of paper Will be yellowed and fragile An atlas of Heaven Burned at the edges Cupped by a dais The stained-glass story looks on Colors like crayons They talk to each other They want to kill what is good And praise all that is… Continue reading
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Lust Light, Dust Mite
When in the back of your mind you know you are dying and you try to push it away … because you are still young every breath at night is an elaborate excuse, every morning you arise is a triumph, of some sort and daddy is broken I feed him pills and artificial limbs I… Continue reading
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