Saturday, August 10, 2013

Song of 81 Poems, XXXIII



See what hellish influences
  Lions at home speak out!
     Laughter heals too, through ruin.

Choose your subject.
   Why must it be manipulated? A delusional fantasy,
      More ways for the faithful to give sense.

The instrument of electric strength presents health,
   Absconds to a bed of grain,
      Sculpt her red, through time empowered.

Me, a dark deep strengthening dream,
   My fiery cunning work must hurt you less.
      Then say why marrying has trouble.

It's a missive dunt of black,
   Problems, it's time they confronted.
      Father fooled us, as a joke.

Surreal fashion had a young impression,
   Right, behind a storm, in your arms,
      Decay gives you psychedelic angel paint.

Infants better know a fool, fresh and glorious.
   Discover my empty death,
     How she understands silence.

Heal by intimacy, come Pet, some party cares . . .
   Perhaps you heard,
      Patience, walk my favorite!

Your finger, and all these words Pal.
   "Howl", we said. "You're the best."
      Unity knows process, from important missions.

See her actor, a paragon angel.
   Choose only play, fight smoke by lust.



Song of 81 Poems:

  1   2   3   4   5   6   7   8   9
10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18
19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27
28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36
37 38 
38 40 41 42 43 44 45
46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54
55 56 57 58 59 60 61
 62 63
64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72
73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81

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