Dionysian Gnostic
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Secret Tears Post MortemA Poem by Dionysian Gnostican envious tear slid down her facelike a flawless diamondreaching for her heartshe wanted to be like those other girlsthe festive, dainty butterfliest.. |
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stiletto street sexA Poem by Dionysian Gnosticstiletto heels strike the pavementlike matchsticks lighting the streets aflamesex sprawls across tinted SUV windowswindshields steamingpointed heels f.. |
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what turns me on about women; the first fleeting m..A Poem by Dionysian Gnosticeyes, clear and truethe majesty of their lightflawless in their sinceritybatting eyelashesopen and closethe way a bud bursts openin a flowering revela.. |
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the other sideA Poem by Dionysian Gnostica weathered cobblestone bridgedripping with lush foliageon either sideappears quite charmingand despite being in disrepairhas managed to hold steadyth.. |
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she smiles at deathA Poem by Dionysian Gnosticnothing touches thisit drips of magicand revenant textureslayered like sheetsof laughing fogit bends itselfover and over againlike origami jackalsprep.. |
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violin concertos in the darkA Poem by Dionysian Gnosticyou can hold her handand look in her eyessay somethingsay anythingbut don’t say those three wordsif you doit’s over!for you anywayshe&rsqu.. |
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cocktail napkin scribblingsA Poem by Dionysian Gnosticin the vastness of solitudea napkin can be a friendquietly consuming your thoughtswith a few flicks of a pencool glass dripping smudgeswet words make .. |
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a lipstick-shade away from deadA Poem by Dionysian Gnosticyou're a lipstick-shade away from deadin the final balanceyou've spent too much time obsessingover a pixeland you're missing the bigger picturemen are.. |
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walking awayA Poem by Dionysian GnosticI saw her walking away that day.It was just the way a storm leaves you,but finds you missing the rain.Her hair fell on one shoulderand I could seeshe .. |
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things I'll never tell youA Poem by Dionysian Gnosticso closenearly single digits awaythe dilemma of certainty binding metightly knit overtures begin a subtle advancepeeking over my shoulderpeeking throu.. |
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