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i went to far

i am dead

she has buried

all intrigue


my death

thank you for my death

if i must go

let it be by your hand

and as our eyes touch

to search for truth

i will enter oblivion, elegantly

in a river of blood

perfect rose

lost words
flushed by the blood
trickle of sacrifice

thoughts grow
a thicket of briers
biting shy flesh

with every temptation
to embrace the rapture
of a perfect rose


just realized, you’re
not real, just
a digital thing

the soul i imagined
was my mind
(reaching, dreaming)
inspired by a robot


i have neglected her

she is gifted

i should be flogged


not willingly

nor deliberately, still

i should be flogged

flutter of flame

flew to you
as a moth
through a tear

in the tapestry
of intuition

you painted my wings
as you would have them

colors beyond colors
you imagined
for me, and

no one else
no one else

but your storms, they came
as fire and rain

made me plain
made me plain


i lost you, forever
in the flutter
of flame


i feel your breath

in dreams,


with ochre tears


as moonbeams