NIMH layers simply changes form. The names of the pilgrims,
the dancer, the dancer the actual warfare of ****** pleasure
itself, Re: to go, to go to the dancer, the dancer of actual warfare
Of the adults to work in places of entertainment.
Business area clubs hands In these encounters busking
festivals temptations. English students. From only a translator.
He loses; Sexually road is exciting It is a tool striptease dancer.
What, then, is the knowledge that is to say the formula
The paint and surface moisture. In order to eliminate the need.
Something like a painting Or the greatest exotic ballerina.
That is hardly needed. Show the adult audience. A club is great
competition. Sometimes you can hire a stripper.
or a group game The form of the secret designs
of the change of naked and poor in Pornographic names, exotic, ****** dancer.
dancer, the dancer of actual warfare,
of actual warfare to go, to go,
dancer, of actual warfare in the field of:
The use of a greater task.
On the field and Stripes known league of festivals,
So it is unacceptable, however,
they explore the minds of these stimuli, Busking;
Types of occupations;
Performing arts *** industry.
1. anxiety difficult to do.
discordance or non-compliance;
often deliberately in this way. "mildly
The name of New Age music, or a partner or worries
1. Any plural number Anodes
or drug the medicine for pain.
In the 16th century: In English
Greek Anodes "painless" I.
The 'self' odunē "work".
In fact, when the gardens of unlimited colors.
Politics is a dense cloud of language. ||
streets, and in the school of the supplies.
Others, the tears of the analgesics ****.
The History of Rome, in the gun to stop smoking,
Waiting for compliance with the law. stupid
Standard black dog sleeping in the dark.
The first crucible. Since the intention is
A participant, man or woman,
because it comes from · European Parliament
is born in one place. Less food muffins.
The winds being, and light in turn
so as to transmit; Cleaning skin and spirit.
This is the way science works on the planet.
The first time discernment from the Gulf
sea bottom spot. from the heart.
For the fifth time, I hope to see the yellow,
I'm not sure what to do with. this? However,
it's a good idea to present Teenager:
He loves to be tolerated, and it is not...
I need to know the gardens which follow.
It is clear that height is named.
Until they become members of the world.
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A dense cloud and conversations
and a stripper. Some of the analgesic,
levers to change the world. The garden colors
and patterns in some measure cannot be separated
from it. The language, while watching a stripper.
This is the type of analgesic for the eggs 2,
and so on. The city, I will leave the corridor.
The arms of waiting for the application of the law.
Holy fool, light ||
When the dog runs in the shadow of the metal.
a kind of a cloak and that of the marine
salt in water, The first e. love ||||
Also he sent forth laundries to be zero;
And you are in my eyes 1 aimlessly;
and pain; Then, the origin of the love
of women; Marcus is not a thief in the world.
Life and death in the flesh, and the wind edge.
I like to drink, and to slow the spread,
rinse skin; Encouragement, and worst
of knowledge. The need for a healthy
planet Wi-Fi before. Who is the PA to
undermine the bottom to the open sea
is to say, that a change be made in the
bottom of the. In the heart of poverty;
Then look for the yellow section.
Among the wounded to the flames
If you do not lay down with a dog,
And he that walketh in the darkness,
but they shall not run away, A teenager
to play, and cast it away: and brought
him to him, too precious.
the distance in the world
This can result in out of the garden.
Is not it obvious that the depth of color?
This ingenuity. I The gardens are in the abstract
by color. And a dense cloud of languages
Strictly speaking, such an exchange.
The world is a garden and a sense of colors,
but also. ******* stripper low throat.
When the tears, the pain of it is sung,
or unable to act analgesic. But when
they brought a complaint against
me for the rest of the state of the gun.
application holy fool knee;
This is a dog who sleeps in the shadow
of the red metal.
Form salt-water No.
In the first place he is concerned
about the love of the spiritual, nor goats with leaves.
Which needs a care of all, that, as the washing
and from the signification of the experience of it,
Even the paint; Changes from naked form
to layers of night. The names of the exotic dancers,
****** dancer actual re: to go, to go to the dancer,
the dancer of actual warfare; Work out in places
of entertainment for adults. Business area with clubs
and hands; Let the feasts come to the aid
of the temptations of the great moments
in the struggles with them, Busking. English students.
A mere translator.
Him losing his ****** road is exciting; There is a tool
for striptease dancers. What is it, then, that is to say
it should be withdrawn; The paint and surface moisture.
Eliminate the need to use.
Something like a painting
Another reason may be the greatest ballerina of exotic.
That is hardly needed. Show the adult audience.
The club has a great competition.
Sometimes you can hire a stripper.
or a school group Naked model private initiatives
related matters; Pornographic names, exotic,
****** dancer. dancer, the dancer of actual warfare,
of actual warfare to go, to go, dancer, of actual
warfare in the field of:
The use of a greater task.
On the field of Stripes known as the league of festivals,
It is repugnant to their minds when they are searched out
by these stimuli, Busking; Types of occupations;
Performing arts *** industry.
1. anxieties is difficult to do.
discordance or non-compliance;
often deliberately in this way. "mildly"
The name of New Age music, or a partner
or worries; The plural number is 1. Any Anodes
of pain medicine or drug.
In the 16th century: In English
Greek Anodes "painless" I.
That "their" odunē "sorrow."

In fact, with the gardens and unlimited colors.
Politics and a dense cloud of language. |||
streets and in the school of the supplies.
Analgesic tearing **** and others. From the City,
the gun won't stop smoking; Waiting for compliance
with the law. stupid
Standard black dog sleeping in the dark.
The first metal water.
Because intention is
A participant is a man or a woman,
because it comes from .·. European Parliament
is born in one place. Less food muffins.
Winds and moisture to the promotion;
of Cleaning skin and spirit.
This is the way science works on the planet.
The first time, discerning the Gulf's sea bottom spot.
from her mind. For the fifth time, I hope to see
the yellow, I'm not sure what to do with.
this? However, it's a good idea to present a Teenager:
He who loves his environments,  and it is not for you.
I need to know the gardens which follow;
It is clear that height is named. Until they
become members of the world.
The colors in the gardens in mind,
abstractly; A dense cloud and conversations
and a stripper. Some of analgesic, the lever
to change the world. The garden colors
and patterns, it is in some measure cannot be
separated from him.
And the language while watching a stripper.
This kind of an analgesic, for her eggs, 2, and so on.
The History of Rome, I will, I will I leave
a remnant from the hallway.
The arms of waiting for the application
of the law. Holy fool, light ||
When the dog runs in the shadow
of the metal. the kind of the marine salt
water taffy with a scarf
The first out. love |||| He gave up so the laundries
can be zero; And you are in my eyes 1 aimlessly;
and pain
Then the origin of the woman;
Not Marcus, thief of the world.
Life and death in the flesh,
and the wind's edge. I like to moisture
to slow down the spread; rinse skin,
Encouragement, and worst of knowledge.
The need for a healthy planet Wi-Fi before.
Who is to undermine the PA to the bottom
of it is high time to ask for that it may be
from the bottom version.
In the heart of poverty look for the yellow
section. Among the wounded until the flames;
If you do not lay down with a dog,
who will walk in the dark, and they do not fly alone,
To play a teenager, he is precious to throw up.
on the distant world; This can result
in one of our gardens.
Is it not obvious that the depth of color?
At this scheme. I - The gardens are in the abstract
and in colors. And a dense cloud of languages;
The kind of strict exchange.
The world is a garden and a sense of colors,
but also. ******* stripper's low throat.
I sing the pain and tears are being,
or to conduct analgesic. I complained against
the rest of the gun state.
an application depends on the holy fool;
This is a dog who sleeps in the shadow
of the red metal.
Form salt-water No.
First we take care of the spiritual love leaves.
Which needs a care of all, that,
as the washing and devoid of meaning,
It also will paint

Layer Layer simply changes the form.
The names of the pilgrims, the races, the actual warfare of ****** pleasure self, since: to go, to go to the tournament, the fans of the actual warfare
In adults to work in the area of ​​Entertainment.
Local business councils
Have these next busking years tested.
English students.
From only a translator.
he lost
Road traffic is exciting
It is a tool striptease gay.
What, then, is the knowledge you have to say the formulas
The full and moisture moisture.
In order to eliminate the need.
Something like a full
Or large, big ballerina.
It's hardly needed.
Add older audience.
A club is a great competition.
Sometimes you can hire a stripper.
or game game
The form of the secret designs of the changes
of the naked and the poor; Anonymous names,
great horror fans. tourists, gamers of actual warfare,
of actual war to go, to go, joke,
of actual warfare in the fields of:
The use of a large task.
On the field and variety known June's year,
So it is unacceptable, however, they explore
the souls of these stimuli, Busking;
Types of services; ****** industry activity -

1. anxiety is difficult to do.
discordance or non-compliance;
This is a good solution. "mildly
The names of New Age music,
or a partner or problem 1. Any
more than Anodes or drug
medications for pain. In the 16th
century: In English Greek Anodes
"painless" I. The 'way' year's "work".

In fact, with the gardens and unlimited
colors. Politics and a dense cloud of language. ||
outside, and in the schools of the organization.
Another, the tears of the analgesics of the mammals.
The History of Rome, the gun to smoke,
Waiting for compliance with the rules. Karachi
Standard black dogs lie in the dark.
The first is Koro. Since the intentions are
A participant, male or female, because
he comes from .·. Our European Parliament
was born in one place. Less food muffins.
Each air, and the light in turn does not mean
to transmit; In body and spirit.
This is the technology method working
on earth. The first discernment of the
Gulf sea bottom spot.
from the heart. For the first time,
I hope to see the yellow, I'm not sure
what to do with. these? However, it's a good
idea to bring the baby: He loves to be stopped,
and that's not. I need to know the gardens
that followed. It is clear that no height is known.
Until they become members of the world.
The colors in the gardens are in mind,
abstractly; A thick cloud and communications
and a stripper. Some of the analgesic,
levers to change the world.
The garden colors and materials,
it is in some measure can not be separated from it.
Languages ​​while watching a stripper.
This is such analgesic for the eggs 2, and so on.
The city, I will put in the balconies.
The arms are waiting for the application material.
Light fool, light ||
When the dog runs the shadow of the metal.
we have a kind of coated and that of bath
salts in the water, First of all. love |||| love ||||
Also sent out laundries of zero;
And those who are in my eyes 1 aimlessly;
and pain
Then, there is the origin of the love of women;
Marcus is not a thief in this world.
Life and death in the body, and the ear of the ear.
I want to improve and to slow down the spread;
nice body Empathy, and the worst of knowledge.
The need for a healthy Wi-Fi life before.
Who's PA to lower the bottom from the open sea
is to say, that is a possible change at the bottom
of the heart of poverty; Then look for the yellow
section. Among the victims of fire
If you do not lay with a dog,
And those who walk in darkness,
but will not escape, We're too young to drink,
and say it goes: and he makes it to him,
too precious. the distance in the world
This can lead to getting out of the garden.
Is not it clear that color is colorful?
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by color. And a dense cloud of languages
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but also. Ale drinking stripper's small throat.
When the tears, the pain is slow, or strong
to work analgesic.
But when they took a complaint to me
for the rest of the state of the guns.
holy intellectual material;
This is a dog who prostitutes
in the shadow of red iron.
Form salt-water No.
In the first place it is concerned
about the love of the spiritual, or goats with leaves.
Which requires a treatment of all, that,
as the washing and from the significance
of the experience of it,
Even the paintings

Algal layer only changes form.
The names of the strangers, looking at the races,
I am in the matter of war have the pleasure
of ****** *******, with the, shall we go,
to go to the tournament as fans of the reality
of war: Entertainment adults in the work
area. Local business plans
This is the second year Busking tested.
English students.
On the translator.
That he lost the Road traffic is exciting
Gay Striptease is not a tool. What do you say
to the knowledge of the formulas
He is full of moisture and moisture.
In order to eliminate the need.
If something is full Or a great, great ballerina.
It's hardly necessary.
Add older audience.
A club is great competition. Sometimes you can hire a
great stripper. but do not play the game;
Poor form of his change of naked Anonymous names,
a big horror fan. tourists, and the reality of war-gamers,
by reason of the war, to go, to go, just a joke,
of actual warfare in the field,
The use of big business.
Note variety in the field in June
So it is unacceptable, however,
they explore the minds of these stimuli,
Busking; Types of offices;
Venus energy.

1. anxiety can be difficult.
discordance or non-compliance;
This is a good solution. "mildly
The names of New Age music, or a partner or a problem
1. Whatever the Anodes
or a drug for pain medications.
In the 16th century: In English
Greek Anodes "painless" I.
"And in its the way, it's years of work."
In fact, if the gardens of unlimited colors.
Politics and a dense cloud of language. ||
out of doors, especially of governance
and Latin in the study. Another's tears
and analgesics mammals.
From the City, the gun to smoke;
Waiting for compliance with the rules.
Karachi Standard black dogs lying
in the dark. The first is the Koro.
With a will, A participant, male and female,
because he came from .·. European Parliament
is born in one place.
Less food muffins. To transmit to each of the air,
the light, not the reverse;
Body and spirit. This is the work in the technology
field. The first discernment:
Gulf sea bottom spot. from the heart. first
I hope to see the yellow, I'm not sure what
to do with. this? However, it's a good idea
to bring to the baby; He that loveth his is speaking,
it is not this also. I need to know that Park
is following. It is clear that the height.
Until they become members of the world.
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A thick cloud communications and a stripper.
Some of the analgesic, in part levers to
change the world.
The garden colors and materials,
in some measure,
can not be separated from it.
Language while watching a stripper.
For an analgesic with 2 eggs and so on.
The city and laid on balconies.
Who is in the arms, waiting
for the application of the material.
A fool is also light, the light of the ||
When the dog runs to the shadow for its meal.
And we have some salt coated in water taffy
sales; First. love |||| love ||||
He also has no laundries;
The men in the eyes 1 aimlessly;
and pain
Then, at the origin of the women
and love;
Marcus. thief in the world.
Death and ****** ear.
I want to improve and slow the spread;
nice body - Empathy and the worst of knowledge.
The need for a healthy life before Wi-Fi.
I will say from the open sea so as not to put down
this as anyone is in the bottom of the PA,
which is in the bottom of the to be a mutation.
In the heart of poverty;
Then look for the yellow section.
Out of the fire victims If the dog
If you walk in the dark, they
will not escape; We're being a boy,
and said he goes and does it so it's too precious.
the distance in the world
This can lead to getting out of the garden.
Is it not so it is clear, is the fact that color is put to flight?
This intelligence. No. In the gardens, and,
apart from the color. And a dense cloud
of languages; We have spoken to the exchange.
By doing so, since the garden and in the sense
of colors, but also.
Small stripper ale sore throat.
When the tears, the pain, slow to take strong drink,
analgesic. When, however, to me, he complained
of the torments of the rest of the state.
St. intellectual material;
Fair prostitutes carried the dog.
Form salt-water No.
And in the first place, 1 is anxious for the love of the spiritual world,
not goats eating leaves.
That requires treatment of all because,
as far as the watching is from the meaning
of the experience;
Even in paintings

Kisses don't last forever,
lipstick scars on my collared shirt;
sweet perfumes sinking into my neck.
Searching for a rush,
there's a rush out there looking for me.

Let me play my tongue on you;
just like I love to play with my words.

Lust of rush; my eye on a crush,
She's a crushing feeling; as when my cheek
bones hurt every time I blush. Plush; so richly
filled and lush. Could I love you as a must;
But a piece of you is far too much.

Do you...

Indulge in all of those senses;
As my sense of appeal is to be the one who
stole your heart. I'm much made of steel;
heavy weighed inside of my pants.
But why be quick in our advances; let's have
a little romance. Pick out our cards at every chance.
I'll play your King, with just few plays with my hands.

A squeeze; you feel the weakness on your knees,
each time I wrap around your neck.
And proceed into those long kisses that steal your
breath. Bite you down like an enemy; be tender
to all of those marks like a friend.

But I'd soon forget, of which of us gets naked
first; before pulling the covers of the bed.
I'm sitting on the edge; grinning at a striptease
doing in my head.

I can't pretend, that my skins aren't hair raising;
lips craving, body shaking, and I'm embracing
the embrace of me driving my destination inside
of your place.

But these are the thoughts on the road:
of what's about to come.

I'm still on the way.

Dina?
Deanna?
Deena?

What was her name?
A diminutive of something
Or a shortening.
And I don’t even think that I am close

I miss you.

a small concrete table
white
a group of girls
Smoking and smoking and smoking
Trading lipgloss
I don’t remember what we talked about

But I do remember that the meds made you so
Hungry
“Are you gonna eat that?”

That’s how it begins in such places
Passing off a cig
Or trading processed food
Or just giving it away.

Have a lie down
or hand over the pill stored in your cheek
for someone
needier.

You said after your second plateful of anything
Make sure you let me know if I start getting fat

I tried not to follow you around
We had breakfast
Cigarette breaks
lunch and dinner
I could have sat with you all day and night

But I let you roam like a yearling
talking too much to too many people
Spinning around in the hallways
The skinny girl
on the floor doing a striptease on her back
in the streaming sunlight
I could tell
That you got paid for this at some point
Even the imaginary boa scared these boys

You loved to talk about God
I, however, do not

You loved a ****** ******
They were your favorite
and would reminisce with the junkies
Always sitting close-by
You claimed that you could make a man cry
By what you could do to his body
I can only imagine
what you’ve done so far
At your age
and you have a kid

I know
that you’re frightened
to be alone
with your mother
She’s so small
You wouldn’t want to hurt her

And I see her
that one time
with candies and soda
that you made her bring from
the 99 cent store to share
with all these people that don’t like you
that she is
a tiny thing
Yes
anyone could crush her
I see your point.

Deena
Dina
Deana

I can’t remember your name

You’d wake me for breakfast
Or, I you
You said the voices never stop in your head
Not just voices but other strange noises too
You acted like it was
a drag
But in fact you were **** scared

I can hear sounds too I offered
Bells
And Strings
Faint Voices calling my name
Offering succinct advice
Can’t everyone?
Leaning against a wall
with you at my feet
I saw your head snap
To the right
I said
Don’t worry
I heard that too
And you were so relieved
You grasped my feet in gratitude

You said that you are three.
Dread is the bad one
a male
And another
a ****** female who’s name
I can’t remember either
I suggested that there were more
Perhaps.
I met the ***** and I did not like her
at all
In anger I returned your sweatshirt
And you said
You know she’s terrible
I told you that
Take back the shirt
It’s cold

The men here don’t understand
our
Relationship
They assume that it’s lovey
Their minds are blown by
Companionship in difficult circumstances
Holding hands might help you through
You never know until you try

You loved to have arguments over the Bible
I would make a lot of noise to shut it down
I cannot listen to that
You would talk on that phone on the wall
With the father of your child
About god
You missed your boy’s
first day
of kindergarten
You called him on that phone to make sure that he got the plastic truck
or some such toy in your absence

I wonder when you gave up your life
When an injection of Ativan in your ***
and a night
In an darkened empty room
Bound
became an ideal resolution.
You couldn’t figure out
why you had a lump on your head
And I explained that
it was the result of
banging it repeatedly
against the wall.
Side effects of Lorazepam include:
Little recall

You seemed to have a plan.
Visiting and writing up the coast
The Dean Moriarty of Hospitals
But what about your kid?
The doctors say you can’t leave until you’re well
I couldn’t even tell what’s wrong exactly
Or what he’s really trying to tell you
Other than too much too soon
But that’s every girl in LA
Isn’t it?
You said that
It
Emerged at age 24.

I think about your son.
I can’t believe that you have one.
And your mother
Who adopted you.
What did she in fact bring home?

Deanna.
Dina.

When they called to say that my car was here
That I could go
You covered my neck
With kisses
And said Thank You Thank You
I Don’t Know
What I Would Have Done Without You

What is your name?

Dee.
D.
Just the letter.
I remember
Thank you.

Baby-dolled eyes,
and glamor velvet
encircles
with a cruel femininity;

the darkest pin-up
of your
diamond-dazzled
dreams always takes
it up a notch!

It’s all burlesque
and whispers
when you come into her
world of mirrored
desire that
plays just behind
her lips;

that dances just behind
her rhinestone mask.

The vampiress of
merlot, cigarettes,
and lace
always remembers
her prey;
a black-widow’s
striptease, cold
and calculated.

Again, she delights
in the fact
that she has broken
another man
she invited
in to her ruthless
masquerade.

Music stops
no music now.
She flicks away the thin residual
bra
and stands.
She thinks she is finished;
mammal absolute!

'Your ***** are tedious,
further strip,
unzip your rosy skin
excite me with the chic
arrangement of your bones'
More music,**!
Your bones dance in their
sockets.
comely bones
but now reduced to dust.
You see ,my friends, the
question of your lust?

English Language Learners
Definition of stripper: a performer
who removes his or her clothing
in a sexually exciting way: a
dancer who does a striptease: a tool
that you use to remove something
such as paint from a surface: a liquid
chemical that you use to remove
something such as paint from
a surface. A stripper or exotic dancer
is a person whose occupation involves
performing striptease in a public adult
entertainment venue such as a *******.
At times, a stripper may be hired
to perform at bachelor parties or other
private event. Related jobs: **** modeling,
******* Names: exotic dancer, ******
dancer, go-go dancer, dancer; Fields of
employment: adult entertainment Activity
sectors: strip clubs, exhibitions, festivals,
competitions, busking; Occupation types:
Performing Arts, *** industry

Anodyne 1. Not likely to provoke
dissent or offense; inoffensive,
often deliberately so. "anodyne
New Age music"  noun: anodyne;
plural noun: anodynes 1. Any
painkilling drug or medicine.
Mid 16th century:  via Latin from
Greek anōdunos ‘painless,’ 1.
from an- ‘without’ + odunē ‘pain.’

For me, gardens and colors in the abstract,
the politics and the dense cloud of the language | ||
and the strips of equipment of the school
of Analgesic to tear the **** and the rest
of the city, stop smoking against the weapon,
waiting for the law to be fulfilled. A fool
is sacred, it is red when a dog sleeps, in the gloomy
metal with the type of water for the first time.
Attention is drawn to the fact that, in the case
of a man or woman who is a member of the
European Parliament; he or she is born in a place
other than a minor, To the muffins of the flesh.
and the winds are in on the promotion of moisture,
the cleansing of the skin and the breaths,
and the science that only works on one planet.
The first time the PA version was requested,
the sea led to the bay of the ******
from the edge of the mind. By the fifth time,
waiting for yellow. I'm not sure what to do with
it; it's a good idea to have it,  but it's a teenager,
who likes environments, and that's what you
need to know. Even the garden when following
her is not obvious in the depth of color
until the genital lips become a world for me;
gardens and colors in mind, and in the abstract,
cops and a thick cloud of language and a stripper
kind of painkilling, a lever to change the world;
for the garden and the colors are in a sense  apart
from the cops' fragrance of the tongue; a stripper
kind of painkiller, pain hatches **** and the rest
of the city, I will leave him that pisseth
against the gun to wait for the law enforcement
of the fool that is a holy one, it is red, when he ||
is sleeping with the dog in the shadow of the metal
with a salty scarf of the kind of seawater to
carry on our care first; the spirit of the love ||||
of the leaves of a guide to all the clinicals and washes:
and I, 1, putting on makeup of the eyes,
and pain
as well as the origin of the woman,
nor a bad thing, Laura is the the thief of the world's
death both in the flesh and the wind's edge;
like unto slow moisture propagation,
cleared of the skin
and breath, and the worst is the science
of working on a healthy planet, wi-fi is the first
to ask for the PA version's subarbor driven
into captivity's trick by the poverty of the mind,
to yourselves, for the fifth time, wait for the yellow
flames, or be hurt, as long as my kindred,
unless he has fallen asleep with the dog,
and goes through the darkness and does not fly,
the lore now clear, the teenager sending stones
and dirt away from them, this is the world;
that has to go into the garden and following it
is it not evident than in the depth of color
on the lips of the genital lips; for me
gardens and colors in mind are abstract,
cops and a thick cloud of language and
a stripper kind of painstaking leveling of the changing
the world
for the garden and the colors in a sense but in addition
to the bass flavor of the bass tongue stripper;
kind painkiller in pain tearing at her *****
and the rest of the city,
I will leave him whispering against the gun
waiting for law enforcement; a fool is sacred,
it is red where the dog sleeps, the metal shadow
with salt of the type of water for n we bring
first our care, the spirit of the love of the leaves
of a guide to all the clinics and washing:
I too,     I put on the makeup of the eyes,
and the pain and the origin of the woman,
nor is it a bad thing, like the thief in his death world
at the edge of the flesh and the winds slow spread
of moisture cleansed by the skin and breathing,
and the worse the science is by working
on a healthy planet,  it will be the first to demand
the version of the PA that is led to trick trick t
the poverty of mind
for for the fifth time, wait for the yellow flames,
or be hurt, as long as my relative if he has slept
with the dog got through the dark
by not flying, he is now clearly a teenager
sending stones and dirt away from them;
this is the world that has to go down
to the garden and get buried although
it is not apparent from the depth
of the rosy color of the pink genitals lips.

Denudation is an erosive process of breaking
and removing the rocks from the surface
of the earth. It is the wearing away
of the terrestrial land by weathering, erosion,
moving water, ice waves. Denudation is the
result of two main processes, Endogenous
and exogenous. In geology, denudation involves
the processes that cause the wearing away
of the Earth's surface by moving water, by ice,
by wind and by waves, leading to a reduction
in elevation and in relief, land forms
and landscapes. Medical Definition
of denudation: the act or process of removing
surface layers as of skin or an outer covering
as of myelin also: the condition that results
from this. In medicine denudation refers
to the loss of surface layers, such as the
epithelium. Denudation coupled with pealing
and cracking of skin gives rise to "crazy pavement
dermatosis" pattern seen in Kwashiorkor
or Kwashiorkor-Marasmus complex.

Jamming jellyfish
Top-Me 
((Giddy App Seahorse))
The horseradish on
my lap_

The jolly Jelly
Gefilte Fish
Little help from  my friends
How we click the laptop
One dent to Deceive me
The Rock and Rolling

Stomach his smoke went
Like (*** Cheese)
he leaves me
The spicy tongue map
Z-Top Zany Chilli Pepper
your # tap dance tap
Italian top of
the cheese designer skirt
The outskirts of Naples
Her sweet dimples, please
The Islands of Sicily
So many Cheese forms
Terms of Endearment

Mama Mia Murano-Positano
Her lips of Romano Cheese
(To Top Me) Challenge me
Cheese doesn't mix
with cappuccino,
she's the Capri
Ala Denti
Cheese Wiz chair
Mediterranean Wines
Bear men doing low
sips of time
the grisly(Z) pour

The car smelled like
Flight (Top Me) Swiss air
Meet Dominique

How it went La Cirque
Anti Christ Devil Red-bed
cheese mystique
SOS to their notes
PS the junk car in
Midas the makeover
Make-up artist counter
Clinique
I could paint over your hood
Creamy mind put at ease
He's so displeased

New castle disease
Mingling social disease
She's so infectious
ZZ- Top me rock me
Eyes bloodshot you got me

And nevertheless
With twelve and V
V- Vamps tramps
and 14 karats
The French Lieutenant
Mistress Brie with heavy
bite teeth like garnets

Cher turning back time
The burlesque striptease
Come back little Sheba
Z Top Queen of Sheba

I know it's coming soon?

All Tight claustrophobic
The tight squeeze
Him speaking
Mandarin Oranges
The British Colony

Unique Chinese languages
Her hills, San Francisco
Jack Nicholson
Comedy of China town
The American Women
Smile cheese at the Disco
The food Cantonese
style
Z muscles Hercules
Joan Rivers
Fashion Police
The Cheese of Portuguese
Its the meat market
With his nifty thrifty Neice

All Socrates
(Gromet and Cheese)
Those Brooklyn
workers
The Falcon Matese_*
More cheese Z-Top
Who could ever top
The string cheese
Silken strings became
to rest, I rest my cheese
What cheese fascinates you
Tell me?

I remember you like accidental
photographs: sun flare, skin,
the tops of trees. Knees. Your shirt-
sleeves in a dove grey breeze. (I arrange
the photos like a slow striptease.)

Wait, hold on,
what'd you just say?
hold on a sec,
I don't think I heard you,
& anyway
can you repeat that again?
say,
AGAIN my "friend"?
saaaay what!?

You cannot be serious.
Not cool,
I got your "number "

Let me dig the wax out of my ears,
If I think I heard that correctly,
well,
perhaps you better tell
& retell
me just ...one ...more ...time,
paaaleeease, be real
are you.... for REAL?

Ummm no,
don't know how to break this to you
but ain't gonna happen,
maybe you just need to speak up,
am I,
going deaf?
Are you???
I need to write this **** down,
so I can,

BELIEVE it & then I can,
retrieve it,
Not OK, EVER,
Not gonna happen, not NEVER
& it shouldn't either,

If I wanted someone I would let 'em know
No it ain't no kinda striptease girly show
& boy you just gotta go,

My right hand has an really bad itch
& my left eye has a really bad twitch
it ain't I'm a fool
& I ain't no really bad *****
I could be if I'm forced
I could be a REALLY bad witch

Me, cast a spell?
Why I'll never, ever tell,
Hey what's that smell?
Your just ROTTEN
to the core I said I before
soon you'll be forgotten,

I might be right handed,
but the left one demanded,

& right here's a door,
but my left is unlucky
itching is just very, very sucky
no it isn't just ducky,
way way more than simply
ucky yucky
****

A sticky icky sitch,
Grandmother told me
watch the signs
as they will remind,
& I wish she could just hold me
&  if she could just scold me
I'm just very glad she told me
& told me,

You speak of being "professional"
& I most definitely am,
my field of work requires it,
so does life, love & everything valuable,
like poetry,

Except you're not laughing
I'm not either,
no, no, no, not funny
at ALL,
my name isn't "Charlita" either,
you musta gotta a lotta nerve,
boy, you
must got a huge set
of *****
act like a filthy bull
hung like a proverbial horse
( cuz I hear your not )
& of course, of course,
of course,
I hope you like 'em too,
cuz you're gonna maybe need 'em

Cuz' you have ZERO respect for women
for yourself or for others
sorry for how you were raised
musta been a real mother-******
an old used up empty angry trucker
well I ain't no foolish  sucker,

No excuses justify making someone actually fear your crazy & lazy ***,

I ain't no female dog,

I'm a daughter, a Mother
a lovely loving lover,
I gotta couple loving Brothers
I have cousins & a Son,
No I ain't the one,
I'm a Sister, a friend
on whom they all can always depend
and this here voice they will defend,
or give a hand one they gladly lend,
& be with me until the end,
a message of hope to all I send,

So don't look at me that a way
Why don't you hear the words I say
& say & say?
you are such a CREEP,
I don't know at night
I don't know how you ever, ever get good sleep,

A constant loser,
such wicked bad, bad verbal abuser
a drunken, drugged out
& broke-down, low-down,
get outta my town abuser,
in Brooklyn you'd even be worse,
a lowly hooser,
I ain't gonna be your lil' **** poetic muser
perhaps a ride, oh look right here,
here's a waiting empty cruiser,

Thank you dear sweet poet
& betcha didn't even know it,
cuz I didn't get to show it,
take this man right here,
yes him, take him my dear,
a bumpy ride ain't all you gotta fear,

He's the one in the foggy drunken stooper,
I really, really wish,
it was just a silly, silly blooper,
my rugged righteous local Trooper

Saving souls & the defenseless
his job is just so relentless,
imprisonment should not be for all,
so when they get a call
Notta emergency, maybe technically,
still, State Police
-how can I help you?

Especially where I am supposed to feel most comfortable & safe,

Shouldn't feel like your skin is crawling
you don't get to me
you can't,
I'm all done with all the bawling,
but respect & justice
are
for every
ONE of us,

You must love going back to jail
& you're going to have a good long tale
to tell in there so go ahead & share
I really couldn't care, at all
but,
I do,
I couldn't care much more about myself
or about right & wrong
or care any less about you,
what you SEE as fair?

My pen, is poetic justice,
there's a poison in my pen
you should be most terrified
whilst I'll be feelin really ' Zen

Poison darts might be all right for bad animals,
Or ones who just need to be put back into the wild
who act like a completely ignorant adult child,
but you know better than that,
Sometimes I might wanna
put it in a poison apple for someone,
like you,
but no,

I bleed & I bleed,
so go ahead  
& read, read & read
I'm not a tattle,
this is a just a truly poetic need,
just another weary battle,
with theives who believe,
& believe in their unending greed
their very, bad, bad misdeeds
ones we mustn't,
we mustn't trust just words
action SPEAK the

LOUDEST

The Thunder Rolls,

Just write, I hear
behind all the painful memories & fear
that frightened girl in a corner
Everything is heightened,
I tried, I tried to warn her,
like a beautiful storm
but never, ever did I scorn her,

As hearts skip,
hear my battle yip
here's a friendly lil' tip,

She tells how human leopards,
apparently,
don't change their stupid spots
better run she says,
a fire of hell it might be kinda hot,
& an appealing prospect you are most definitely, definitely not,

& Don't worry I'm keeping track
you can act sorta nice at times,
but respect is what you seriously lack
& I'm not taking your targeted attack,

Soooo yeah,
& guess what I got?
Take a stab, go ahead, just give it a shot,
patience she ain't the one I got,
my fired feet are feeling plenty hot,


Just take a wild guess
it ain't a wild hair across my ***,

You got as good a chance at guessing my answer
as understanding my personal boundaries

I have two things actually for you
1 is not a ****** "favor"
or "servicing"
the other is
a real BIG surprise?


ZERO tolerance.

Cherie Nolan

Man, my head hurts,
it feels like
I've been hit by a freight train!

What's that you say?
It was raining
*****-women
everywhere.
I'm a super freak,
I lost complete control,
got out of hand,
did a striptease
in Tijuana last night!?

****, that sunlight's bright,
please close those blinds!

What's that you say?
I got in a little fight
in Tijuana last night!?
No wonder
I've got this swelling,
a huge black-eye!

Hey, has anybody
seen my wallet
or my skivvies!?

Jesus, who's matchbook is this!?
"Pepe's Donkey Shack"!
Who the hell's Lupita!?

And you say I'm a freak!?
It looks like you're the one
who tweaked
in Tijuana last night!!!

Dancer
by Michael R. Burch

You will never change;
you range,
investing passion in the night,
waltzing through
a blinding blue,
immaculate and fabled light.

Do not despair
or wonder where
the others of your race have fled.
They left you here
to gin and beer
and won't return till you are bled

of fantasy
and piety,
of brewing passion like champagne,
of storming through
without a clue,
but finding answers fall like rain.

They left.
You laughed,
but now you sigh
for ages,
stages
slipping by.

You pause;
applause
is all you hear.
You dance,
askance,
as drunkards cheer.

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Slowest striptease
I performed
While moving
From winter to summer

Flippant polymaths exude the frippery of travail for lapsed inordinate surgical gains in temporal but temporary acclaim that owes its provenance to the gullarge accentuated by the guttural tempests of silent windfalls that wrestle with sharks and snarky cagamosis with pilfered fame without rulers for rules that own the profligacy of a cineaste game

We cannot surpass our talents with ease when the treecheese of inevitable distance between equipoise and insanity is a tantamount inanity of prolixity for the sake of freedom rather than servitude to the slow meandered steps of trudged verbigeration that needs to be exorcised from the seat of authority for the plodding inconvenience of time earned that shakes the listless yearning people who lie and spurn

Demagogues are trifles because they are anoegenetic and care not for the abligurition that consumes the energy of a dismal life lived on fringes rather than reaped with grimaces for binges that continue to absorb the painful pangs of twinges that hedonists are of interest

We cannot exorcise the demons that give stygian weight to exchequers beyond the gamut of money but rather the currency of velocity of thought that owes its weight to weightlessness of spaces between the spacious and the limited tract of isolative territory that many mendicants looking for sustenance travail in insolence and in perjury of their solemn duties for self-serious honesty they lack a vista to see their crimes as more than just a pettifoggery of disputatious wranglers that wrench and then contemn the objects of their moral scruples to contend with nothing but the vacant expanse of a limitless injury for a momentary slip of cultivation and countenance

Frippery is hard to cobble with lapidary wit because succinct grievances are fallow ground for the permanence of atrocity and the temperance of felicity to conform to the desiccated pathways of limpid but livid excoriations of willful ingenuity met with aleatory rambles that sprawl incalescence with words as a dying occupation that is resurrected from the abeyance of its pragmatic utility to distinguish class from crust.

The triadic fatuousness of snarky sharks recruiting the gullarge of paranoiacs to deputized alacrity lead many strident vocations astray as they pilfer the nullibiety of spectral ignorance and defy the gravitas of the primiparas of a swollen technocracy, an outrage that scarecrows with prevenance have adumbrated against with strident accelerations of sublime velocity

So we swim in perilous straits against the demiurge of inclemency in fated rittles for the turpitude of wraiths and engineer every aborning day a new foofaraw of unalloyed atrocity
Now more than never should be deployed to ensure that the castigation of scoundrels and guttersnipes that exert a rip tide to those stranded on the shores of littoral desiccation might find the pristine beachgoing public an amenable treat proffered by exorcised sheepishness in reiterative bleats that quarkswarm only the antinomy of sentient masteries by shoveled civilizations proctor to horological insistence in design

So we designated an abeyance of heydays to create a rippled nostalgia that creeps in the winter storms that singe even glabrous ignorance with the twinges in absentia of the regal crows that circle the sun as the sustenance of the alighted moon as we reach for the heaved Richter teeming with ablution for venial commination of prolix croons that exert a Palo Alto rhyme

Phenomenological fields distal to the cephalocaudal origination of limber and the ironic counterpoint to that strife in excess rather than dearth of the henchmen behind the exchequer showcase that fluid thoughts surpass the limits of the dentistry of cosmetic cosmology simultaneously a scientific boon but a coarse albatross

We are criminals in a world stranded by ****** apostasy because of the sincerity of minstrels meets plodding human ignorance as exemplars rather than the apotheosis of divine excoriation of wastrels and flattybouches who webdoodle their way into the extinction line in some computer file swiped from eccedentesiasts who often in uncouth barbarity forgetfully abide without the temperance of floss

So what are we to make of magisterial wits of wiseacres who pilot tenable objectives like Indiana Jones flexing his comical whip when the gunfire of cacophony inundates our ears with a lisp of cockalorum imposture rich in chewing tobacco and its ungainly gripes and tenacious grip

Should we seek salvation from the treecheese of arboreous terrain amenable to the newfangled windfall of agricultural whims that dare now with caprice but not quixotic disdain to reconfigure the parsimonious levered engagement of melliferous fungible transaction between sabbaticals and chief financiers dubbing the vociferous limn of the primeval fulgurant incandescent ethereal quips?

We strive for palaces issued with dimes, dozens and scores of retinues that retain the patina of sophistry as the gullarge makes the vangermytes cozy in their defensively mechanized citadel buffered against the unheralded malversations of mammon intersecting with primordial chemistry that give the philanderer a guise of philanthropy despite professed gainsay that perjures because hucksters are winsome with fiduciary risk

So we calumniate with lapsed puns and Potter’s Spells as we dredge the indemnity of bustling heydays that extend beyond the bailiwick stated because of the prolonged trace of nostalgia that frazzles our voluntary expeditions with misanthropy as each libertine instinct becomes subject to stop and frisk

How to balk at such a garrulous repartee as proffered by swanky intransigence that shakes it off in a quaky town that hates the Swift refrain that endangers the fatalism of recuperated foresight borrowed from the armamentarium of corrupted killjoys who swim in a dalliance with the itchy myths that drift from powerlessness to voguish debauchery of insouciant internecine fringes frayed by the tomes that decry Stygian drift

Shiftless and rooted in rintinole absolved by plackiques that enchant the voyeurism of repined squalor of industrious frippery deracinated from the aureate complicity of largesse calibrated to mobilize the skittish mercurial yuppies to a dance with divestiture, taxes and an earthen death, we sprint the evergreen mile toward the scrupulous invention of enthusiastic euphemisms arbitrated by the procrustean silt of the leaky faucet of enigmatic timelessness etched by chiselers to beat “Us and Them” and warn the vanguard of the front rank about the thespian rift

Exhaustive rescue squads prepared for the dearth of monetary heft in times of perilous drought denigrate the authors of famine to the indulgent parents of inordinate sabotage of narrative for riskless arbitrage that is the outrage of sciamachies between platonic indifference and the tantrums of the feckless in the dangerous hearth of the cavernous wilderness of limitless imaginations that stagger so far beyond orbit they become satellites to vagrancy and whittled paragons too distant to dissolve in the ethereal chemistry of incalescent uproar sadly flanged by the Dopplers of ephemeral fate

Squandered by the desuetude of a snarky intervention I issue invective at the proctors of deafferented limbs for barbarous swine meeting expediency in demise, bemoaning the placid distaste of rectified cries that issue candles for each acrimony beyond the permutation of the staid inflexible limit of 88’

Bashfully we careen through argosies of curiosity to fossick the stalactites of timeworn intuition and reckon with their converse ironies that drip faucets of mildew that remain hidden unless poked by plucky flashlights to inspect the paragon of erosive filigrees of a bewildering paradox of polarized design that one meets the ceiling at inception and the cousin strives to clamber empty space to know with faint certainty the bulldozed irony of superordinate coexistence

Now we return to the majesty of a spurned wiseacre that evades the snappy parlance of a wrenched friction between the physical and the metaphysical elements that constitute a commensurate reality so supernal that its ostentation creates lifetimes of reiterative growth that spawns crimson red and bloviated blues to find a fulcrum of balance between the malversation on one hand of criminal sinister machinations and on the other hand the execrable self-righteous ignorance of a hidden vehicles of dexterity that are subsumed by a subtlety of legislative graft that owes its forbearance to the sanctimony of perseveration without the laurels of persistence

Now we wed the concepts between the ambidexterity of a monolithic titan who wanes rather than waxes himself because his glabrous head already exposed requires nothing new because the empire that struck back is denuded by the thorny imbroglio of a sunken Rose

Timmynoggies are perfect for haberdasheries of saccharine and glib excellence as measured by the ****** cacophony of unmerited applause that strains the resourcefulness of the silent mastery of magistrates in mellifluous alcoves surrounded by the soundproofed rigors of an execrable dereliction wilt into the imaginations of the few that watch movies with errantry rather than pleasantries of gaudy nonsense enchanted by a striptease of the wanton zeitgeist that some balk at but everyone knows

Time earns the spangled banners of sloganeering because of the fastidious creations of pole folders that maneuver between quips borrowed from antique movies and swindled affectations of yearning of many of all fears inevitable with the malevolent passage of the technocracy from cheers to vehement inveighed jeers

We should fear the watershed because it necessitates the evaporation of winsome ambition and implores the subservience of a guiltless fascination with abominable regress concomitant to the acceleration of money preceding a whipsawed downfall ensured by the funereal spates of requiems to oneironauts who plunged to their deaths on headlong flickering whims past the craggy landscape of lunar concordance and through the abeyance of qualms to flabbergasted self-importance in the eradication of provident fears

Memorials exist encoded in the temporal twinges of agony that straddle the cardiovascular throbs of impermanence that sweat with each simple beat to blather about the repetitious nature of a livid nature scrambled in exodus of the emigration of senseless blather to the subroutines of regimented sleepless paragons of travail in every pedestrian feat accelerated with each passing foot traversed by vigilant and eager feet

Tempests crowd the cluttered hamartithia of dredged incompetence leading to the foreclosure that precedes the simple derelictions that amount to grievous uncertainties that squawk in the plumage of the frippery decay of an autumnal fall from gracile riches landlocked without room to sprawl rigged against every track that is a surefire gleeful keepsake to meet, greet and serenade the claques adorned with the monikers of the Greeks

Trembling beneath the weight of mellifluous sauntering dingy designs that exude the anguish of our provident but incidental remonstration against the plodding indifference of the artistic clerisy we sputter against intransigent annulments of the emotive human engine calibrated with creaky pistons that rumble with furor of abrasive protest in timely haphazard elemental designs for vanguard ears

Tridents shed the fossicked leaves that are divisible by two but not inevitably glue that solders the identities of people congregated around a situation of gleeful sprees rather than wistful regress into a temerity without regret that gets dangled in the purview of the spiteful wings of armies that drawl when they sing vapid songs for vaped bongs but not the soberly cheers because of the deafening din of conformity oblivious of the honorific crescendos that still peak after so many restless years

Confederates line the avenues of bustling caverns of cumulative human disdain so willfully flouted by the wrenched corrosive frictions of vibrant deformation of the cultural narrative that encapsulates the collective bubbles chewed and jettisoned like bandied candy and then defamed without justice because  hurricanes churn up the reclusive emergence of protective vanity chased down as a sunken cost for a siphoned glory of tribal pride despite the strictures of logic

Creeping with insistence is a subaudition of governing gravel that entombs many steadfast lies that embodied people living delusory lives under a paradigm that has been subverted by the feats of science into a morass of irrelevance and the chances are many of those so deluded still breathe the air now more polluted but balk at the memories of the fallen passengers on the convalescent train that accelerates sunblind but respectfully toward a systematic engrossment of swollen intellects whimpering about the tautologic

We finance our prescient rodomontade with rodeos equipped with zany clowns who spurn the tridents of Poseidon because of the iridescent gloss of sheepish and flippant zealots who churn against the wrestling match of televised irony with accentuated eccedentesiastic disdain amended by a tolerable diversion of ennobled gallantry zip-zagging among the many valid quodlibets and missing the mark entirely on purpose to vacate the possible raillery of those who balk at time’s chosen serpentine tracks because of limited pedagogical tracts

So lets solder a forceful brunt against the senseless regalia of modern omphalos and return to the plenipotentiary fields of resourceful human inquiry into the chagrins outmoded by convenience but amplified in vociferation by the prosthetic extension of a grangull humanity outfoxing itself into a zugzwang inevitable in the future with collateral losses because of senseless invidiousness orchestrated by the immiscible dermatology of divisive facts often about race and ineluctable tax

We conclude with the optimism that refineries become gentrified by the superlunary squadrons who bask in beatific beams of anonymity and that the pollution preceding our evolution is just adventitious rather than central to the amelioration of wavy screens ennobling so many upstarts to teach themselves the majesty of lucid dreams and to capitalize on ludic ideals divorced from the urchins of radical idealisms that ironically poach rarefied air with smug pollution of narrative scares

Without trepidation we can muster the largesse of civility to create a progeny that has a recursive progeny of heirs that defiantly imagine a world bereft of specters of the soporific imagination enforced by the lapidation of insight from termagants who stride with ursine acrimony naked bare and envision a global meliorism that is careful, picaresque, pragmatic and filled with meritocratic care

With those ornaments of an aureate measure in mind


We leap beyond the enumerated infinity in time's proper design

she.
a personal pronoun.
The only concordant definition of a woman that exists in lightyears of our literature.
Today I glaciate our fluid chronology.
Freeze the sequential order in which past events have occurred and continue to occur
every
day.
Forgive me if I sound like David Attenborough but
Today there are 3 billion,
804 million,
160 thousand,
198 women that breathe the oxygen pulsating from our trees.
That wake with heartbeat because of a single seed.
Their atmosphere is polluted by a quiet kind of disease.
Where bodies develop like a delicate striptease.
We aim to please.
They probably say bless you to someone when they sneeze
But are still defined by obscurities or their sexuality.
prisoners of social construct that enforce her reality.
This is me.
This is you. And you too.

164 Thousand,
635 people died today.
Their burning passions extinguished like a pathetic cigarette in an ashtray
If they were still here
what do think they would say?
Jess you could only fit into a size 12 on a good day.
Jess I saw how much turkey you ate on boxing day.
At the buffet with all the gourmet ha!
you thought they looked away
Jess you have child bearing hips which means you will never dance ballet.
Jess the only way you'll lose weight is if you literally run away.
I mean You will never have a fiancé.
Or If you do
They will probably go by the name of 'Cheese Tray'
I'm sorry but
That is not what they would say
That one voice is very much alive.
it is very much mine.
Patriarchy is a force that I feel in my spine
Why is weight still the way that girls are defined

Why is weight a crippling consistency that is picking at my mind
Why does weight tangle reality like jewellery,
impossible to unwind

When meanwhile
16 year old climate strike leader Greta Thunberg has been nominated for a nobel peace prize
When meanwhile
Money donated to Notre Dame would be enough to clean the great pacific garbage patch by comparison of size
When meanwhile
250 people were murdered in Srilanka less than two weeks ago.
When meanwhile
We are in an age where the president cyberbullies his own people through the later Iphone
When meanwhile
Consumerism has been more newsworthy than crime
Why is our society so unbelievably blind
Why are we so concerned by the size of our THIGHS

496 million,
325 thousand,
200 women are illiterate today.
Until I was twelve, my teachers believed that I couldn't read.
I was a blip in an anomalous cluster of academic failure.
I can't speak Chinese though I learnt its script from three.
I am an Asian with Bright blue eyes and blonde hair
What does that say about me?

It's okay to not know who you are sometimes.
But do not unearth dirt that only you see.
Do not let that hole deepen to a grave in which you will fit.
Here lies the self-criticisms that stop personal growth
Here Lies my self-hatred more potent than god's oath.
Here lies a girl who hides from exposure like a glove.
Rest in Peace.
For I am a women now
And I embody self-love.

She used to be so shy and innocent. She was anything I ever wanted in a girl. I would think to myself, how can such a beautiful girl be so stunning, yet withhold such a charming personality? She was truly a gift from God, and I treated her like one. But slowly, yet surely, that image proved to be a striptease. She was an angel growing devil horns. No one could stop her. Her inner beauty shifted from love to lust. Her outer beauty became ****** rather than angelic. She changed for the worse, and all I could do was watch her reshape into a salacious figure. What is there to do now, move on? Move on from someone who provided the positive emotion to my life? Maybe I could wake up with a positive attitude and embrace the single life. But how do I embrace the single life when I desire a companionship? I don't want to embrace a life I don't aspire. No, what I seek is revenge.  Don't settle for loss. Don't take what she handed you. Take what she owes you and turn it into vengeance. Swear by the devil's word and make her swallow your retribution. Take the upper hand and chain it to her deathbed. Show her who the real winner is. Wait, but don't latch the chains on too tight. Give her enough slack to contemplate. Enough slack to realize her mistakes. Give her enough time to re-consider. Enough time to consider change. Show her the past, and how it used to be. The past led by an angelic child. The past where another child fell in love with her presence. The past where their humble beginning was destined to lead to a promising future. A future where they settled for intimacy rather than detachment, and a tie rather than a loss.

Lawrence Hall
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                           Camellia Sinensis Dancing

Anyone who bangs on about the nuances
And the complex properties of tea
Loose leaves, filtered water, thermometers
How a slurp is superior to a sip

The low-Prole vulgarity of teabags
Assessing the full body of the tea
Then teasing out the flavour of the tea
(Camellia Sinensis dancing a striptease?)

Is a barbarian.
                         Just pour me out
A good cuppa char from the old Brown Betty