Sunday, December 17, 2006

Haunting Love

Haunting Love. Huntress of Dark Desires.ThereIn the gathering twilight. MoonlightBreathing blue.The end comes suddenly. Dead among blossoming Flowers. Post Mordumb madnesslives to be still-born. A mother's grief.Pain of creations desired desire to be creative.Modern Matrinomy. Terribly wounded, shadowy Singing sisters pray.Charming melody of seaside girls
Decked in silky blood redDresses weeping wailing weary Maid-of-honors.Seas.
Smiles Of mourning women.Good Idea he had of it Mr JoyceSays.
Smart idea, certainly so," Marry in May and repent in December"Long and short of it.
And one nightThey'll bring you the legOf a duck." and soLife limps on....Befitting storm clouds gather Above his head.Pleasing as anything to seaCottony clouds of vengeance.
"When did ye return?" Emily askedIndifferently thinking"... Dick is sin..."Emily in fading blue denim jeans,In the arms of her lover, broadArmed Mr.CollinsThere in the land of the deadJust 'round th'way, and he" I've returned just last week" GreyHound bus from ReadingTo Penn Station...asleeping...Were you waiting long?"Thinks" The splendor of travelling cheap!"To himself thinking"Sweet taste of her ovaries"Wearing moonblue shoes newIn a striped suit splintering at the seamsForsaken In silence,Silent in cruelty.

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