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Snow White / Bored

Coffin of ice

Set on rain and concrete

No flowers or little men

No kiss rode in on a horse

Only the witch

The apple

The cold ghost of my stupidity

No credits role

No glorious risings of strings and chorus

No allusion to my happily every after

I’m still here

Three billion births and deaths per second

Magmas and monsters clawing upward

Oceans churning and blooming

Lightning smiting hot on its back

Entropies and heat deaths

Comedies and dramas of energy

Spitting hot sub atomic madness

From burning sublime gods of plasma

And I am stuck here

In a box safe and alone

Drifting immortal and unnoticed

0 kelvin

Bored

Itching to stretch my arms

Into the wide and angry cosmos

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What was that?

A loud bang and a bursting halo

Warm wash of sunlight

A symphony of birds

Paintings of flowers

The trappings of newborn spring

You bring me joy

You laugh and make me laugh

I drown

Melt them into the dynamo of your eyes

I don’t have a body

I am just

Fluxes of light

Swift syzygy

We are precious

But mighty

Shapeshifters

Cool kids

Glittered

Dancing in starlight

I want this immortalized

Cast in hot iridescent metals

Blazed into the sky

Carved into ivory and hung on a wall

In a box unbothered by space and time

That i can open and dip my head into

Baked onto a constellation

Suspended in a nebula

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We are all always transforming

Even when we stay the same

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Cobwebs in the corners of the room

My willpower and my broom

Are on the moon

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I think love is dead

Or perhaps my idea of it

If I am to rewrite this idea

Replace it with what then?

Its warmth is quite like the sun

The idea of touching is sublime

A horror, my skin vaporized

By a distant burning divine plasma ball

But i crave the glow on my skin

How do i bare the cold of the night?

Survive the winter?

Do i dance with the moon, now?

Her demonic shadow?

She fills me with the pleasures of the rain and the ice

But sometime it reminds me how i long

For an unruly summer

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Youre not a boy

Youre better

Kissable god

Starseed

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This nights fog is mischievous

It whispers things to me

Hiding the smile of the moon

And the eye above the tree

I cannot see the sitting owl

I could not hear the man

I did not smell the warning flame

Or feel the devil’s hand

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In my bedroom ripping with a friend

The brooding midnight dips her head again

In hopes eachothers heartaches we will mend

Hold eachothers breaths and count to ten

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I wonder if God watches me as I brood in her rancid moonlight

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Fat and Happy

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When the window is open

And the frame breathes frigid air on your hands

That you feel death pull you in

And warmth like life

Drains remarkably quickly

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We are caught in glorious storms

Perpetual winds of love and loss

Crashing rains that wash our forms

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Fuck it up mama

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Magic is what I make of it

It is the wind and the way it moves the leaves

It is the color of fire as it pulls the life from trees

It is the way the water wildly ripples in the breeze

We paint in the image of chaos

Forces from nothing

It is everything we do not know

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Dating is a bad cigarette

Drag after drag

Relaxation proxy

You are reduced

A skull full of death

A chest filled with smoke

The promise of a faster breath

[crowsvomit]

My skull is burning

[crowsvomit]

Do not solicit me

I am glazed over

Like old furniture

Do not interrupt my innocuous natures

My immeasurable indifferences

Allow me to be used and discarded

Admired and insulted

All of which is unbeknownst to me

Even as I am swallowed

By dust or fire or flood

Note my unyeilding posture

My face that does not break