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POEM IN FLESH

since that destined afternoon when we met, I`ve failed at every attempt to script a poem for you for whenever I drew your portrait in my palace of conception, it always was amorphous and white for unrevealed was what shall light the fire of muse but last mighttide I poured in colours and paints I … Continue reading POEM IN FLESH

TO MY LATE LOVE

All I desire I dream in my sleep Then when waking pinches, I weep For if I think very hard and too deep Oozing blood from my palpable wounds did sweep My life`s joy with my love`s death And I taste melancholic agony in every breath. I cry red tears, my tongue, it furrows. My … Continue reading TO MY LATE LOVE

BORN IN A BROTHEL

Many friends visited my mother but always conversed in a separate room. The moans, my mother told, were the doleful voices of her friends grieving and sometimes she`d grieve too. One day as I played in the narrow corridor of my building I noticed every friend of my mother paid to a man who often … Continue reading BORN IN A BROTHEL

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