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 Apr 2020 Harley Hucof
TJ Struska
It enters you
Like a ghost,
You release,
The night rises
In slow orbits,
Planets rise and fall
Behind a waning moon
Where pyramids
Dissolve
One grain at a time,
The sky holds
Their silence.
I breathe in
The gray syntax,
This toxic level
Through
The hourglass.
Whispered prayers
At 2:14,
Beseeched
Second graces.
And the Omniscient
Studies you,
You wonder
What fate
Follows you?
I list one way,
Then the other,
As the dead
Sing Oceans,
As my gloom
Follows room to room,
Leading to a cusp
Of shadow,
A fall
Beneath
The House
Of Usher.
I quit smoking a some years ago. The habit reminds me a a sullen ghost, sad of its expulsion
 Apr 2020 Harley Hucof
Marie-Lyne
How beautiful
are you
when you are unaware
that I'm watching
you
 Apr 2020 Harley Hucof
Tara
Hair entangled in your grasp,
feel your power in her lust,
tease her with your strength and tighten
your hold on her want.

Encourage her need, feel her melt for you,
touch her, don't touch her,
you are the master of this dance
she must learn, to stay.

She is willing, make her wanting,
taste her flesh, mark it,
she is yours now
make her know it.
 Apr 2020 Harley Hucof
IC
Our soft hands melted in one another
From one world to another

Another flesh
The same soul

You and I always
Shimmering pain at the coldness of birth,
What's your purpose?

First moment of unfair life,
Why did you bring me here?

Hollowing crawls from my first step,
What's your way?

Enjoyements and sins, that took me away,
What's this all sh*t?

Cold breeze on my eyeball,
While putting the shoes on my hands.

I look into the nearness with my lips
And try to reach the core of the Earth.

I hit the space, because I want to talk to the wall,
and try to catch them all.

You mean what?
Wonders of self-lovingness,

Towards You, Me, Them, Those...

The gate that is close to open through the wall,
Let me in and find me lost.

Keep your hands to yourself and reach me,

Then kiss me while you are pushing
   me

away.

Love, that is screaming backwards,
Hold my brain with your crying heart.

Born me back to hauling death,
Let my eyes talk to your head,

Then take me and bring me back
On the thin line of curse of life.
I hold my head up high
looking deep within the sky
thanking my God for my Life
and for my mind
thanking him for the wisdom
he has handed down to me
that has been written in ancient history

I thank you, My God, for the rain
I thank you for the pain that came my way
I thank you for everything
I listen to his words that are written on the wall
even if it is covered in blood

I remember all my pains of yesterday
I have learned from them in so many ways
I thank you, My God, for the wisdom of  Life
even when the wisdom wasn't very nice
the pains of yesterdays rain
is the wisdom of all.

Judy Emery © 2007
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery
POETIC JUDY EMERY
 Apr 2020 Harley Hucof
Poetic T
Pack it up, pack it in
don't throw my bolts there creating a din.
I won't ever battle you, that would be a sin.
Never will I stack up,
              cos you just  knocked me down again.

Trying to act higher,
            with you and your godly crew.

  But I'm the lord of the dead,
             come on get your tombs up,
I raise the dead, can I have some hands up.

I have two minions, no there not yellow.

Pain is his name.
             Getting splinters in your **** cheek,
stubbing your toe once again,
                                 jump around, jump around
                         his confusion will get you down.
    
           Then we panic,
                  who likes a bit of disco.
   But he'll move your keys
just so you jump around, jump around
                           lateness is his merry go round.

I'll serve you up on the river of sticks,
           If your coins ain't legit,
   Throwing your cheap **** off the boat.
You get a special place for being tight-****** ..

   I've got more schemes, than any other villain,
copyrighted some cos others trying to steal um..

Tried to get Hercules on my side, but he was a
       goody, goody, with piercing blue eyes..
   I tried to ride his horse but it threw me off,
            Slightly embarrassed by blue hair went off..

Yes I 'm bald and I wear a flaming  blue wig,
but I'm a millennia old, and no sunlight down here.

You think Zeus locks are real,
        More like Clouds that with a deceitful blow,
have his head looking  like a shiny chrome dome .

My name is Hades and I'm king of the underworld,
                                           I'll  never rise to the top,
    But I'll see you on the other side,  enjoy it up top.
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