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pocket full of flesh

Don’t bind me and cut me and forage me down

I am not a tree to be cut down by your venomous axe

you want to purge me and rid me climb me and conquer me.

My vines will eat you

Trap you

Suppress you

Power is not what you posses

Just as you are you will remain

A pocket full of Flesh

Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood

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i love

Lupe Vélez

When i create and cry

When i write and wallow

when i handwrite and hate

i recite and recall

verse and virile

and speak

entice

consciousness


she says

 

Lenny Kravitz- The Difference Is Why

She says she wants to be a lover but she has no fear

she says she wants to be an inspiration but knows nowhere

she says she wants to love but can’t breathe anymore

she says she hates the way she smiles because her eyes crinkle

she says she can’t have what she wants because she doesn’t deserve

she says that her hopes and dreams are never at ease

she says she wants to believe and respire but she can’t

she doesn’t love herself enough

she doesn’t give herself enough

she doesn’t feed her soul

it cries like a banshee

tearing her monotonous face

hoping and dreaming and pleading everyday

but she gets none of it

she says where am I going wrong?

 

 


softly, sadly, spoken

simmering softly words peel through my throat

eyes dim down sadly strangled by each thought

the only true verse spoken from her benevolent lips

Dali, Mae West lips sofa