Death buying up on the market of life. Blood revealed on the edge - TopicsExpress



          

Death buying up on the market of life. Blood revealed on the edge of a knife. A rancid carcass and a foot covered in scars. A lonely migrant sipping broth behind bars. Ladies with condoms in their hair. Beaches with the scent of decay in the air. Painful words murmured over the phone. Mystery and the devil and me all alone. A fanciful request to get changed before bed. Linen draped over the coffin that waits to be fed. Corpses in the office and a lion in my pants. Broken structures eaten away by white ants. All this light from a sun waiting to be humbled. A ghost could be passed around and never be fumbled. I think you see that hatred has no end. There is a reason we lie to a friend. Spare the drink for when one sees it. Pour liquor into the brain of a sot who breathes it. Rebel against the dying fad. Always keep in your palms a writing pad. Dilate your pupils when you feed in her love. Never get greedy when you buy her a turtle dove.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 03:51:08 +0000

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