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Click hereEntranced
By the bitter
Harmony of your lips
I gaze beyond
Reason to find the
Oasis of your
Ruptured soul
Oh!
How you inflict
Wounds of paranoia
And desire
Your sweet voice
Is like
The snap of a bra strap
Upon a sun burnt back
Your eyelids refract
The turgid lamentations
Of an eel
Trapped in flickering
Cinematographic paralysis
Vacuous flies
Dance operas
To your wisdom
Timepieces
Could not know your age
You cannot compare
With the
Apex
Of a Ferris wheel
Nor the nadir
Of a ditch filled with
A coelacanth’s droppings
You’re higher
Cortical centers ever
Send forth ignorant bliss
And immortal contagion
Your eyes show
As many deep
And full shades of blue
As a healing
Bruise
Upon an injured forelimb
I would sing
An aria of
Pain
To your endearments and wiles
My pathological
Scar desires
To cite poetry through
The ruddy girth of your
Soul
with word and images but you have totally obscured what you were trying to say , if you had something to say. just because it sounds interesting, it doesnt mean its good poetry. and just because its obscure doesnt mean its a good poem. what was your point. what were you trying to say?
another story done in words that promotes vivid pics..
j.b