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Illusions of momentary detachmIllusions of Momentary Detachment     
 
 
 
 
 
You have pricked me  
my pretty flower,  
and I thought you were my friend.  So from my finger tips  
I will drip  my blood onto your petals  so that you may flourish,  and grow white  with red spots  
 
But I guess  
it is only fair  that you would wound me so.  Because I am the one  Who plucked you from the earth,  
and willingly or unwillingly  you were forced to follow. Illusions of momentary detachm
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No comfort in the number 2There is no comfort in the number 2   
 
 
 
 
 
Apparated before me,  
my transparent reflection.  I’ll try to touch you,  
yet I pass right through.  Your are smiling,  
I am not.  You are not my real reflection,  you are not me.  Still I wonder what secrets you hold,  
my conjured transparent persona.   
My skin is singed from a flame  unseen,  unheard,  unknown.  Finish the job,  
turn me to ash.  Parallel to the flame,  
My pain  
is transparent.  All feeling is intangible.   
After I am as No comfort in the number 2
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My little secrets...My little secrets, I only judge your imperfections.   
 In a perfect separation of light and Darkness, the moon inhabits one side of the sky while pushing clouds of shadows over to another.  All the flowers in a field sway to and fro as if asleep, and I wonder if the burning of the moonlight will awaken them.  In the distance there is a cat in the field.  It walks on its hind legs and holds a burlap sack.  Inside the sack there is the severed head of the cat’s former master.  Her mouth is open from the scream before decapitation, and her eyes still have a fixed terror that My little secrets...
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The Tragedy of FingersI am the sap.  Too easily do I trip and fall,  but I like my mistakes  and I refuse to learn from them. The Tragedy of Fingers
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