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This is crystal clear loneliness A milky soup of stars and souls The night brews in liquid madness This is crystal clear loneliness A stifled fragment Between babes and death Sates eager moments This is crystal clear loneliness Tranquil thrashes of dusk meeting dawn Night relinquishes its sultry hold Day mollycoddles the crying sun Infused with a tenacious hunger This is crystal clear loneliness Hypermodern lives stir the day anew Retrospect enlightens the waking thought Illuminating shards pierce the silence The sun gasps and sputters into overdrive This is crystal clear loneliness

You look at me And think you see Quietness and mirth A gentle smile Mischievous guile A deviant since birth I trouble and toy Setup a decoy Linger just long enough Playfully taunt Enjoying the haunt Savoring the wicked bluff Seduction and sex The guess is complex To bend the evil façade Lust is ever blind Tempting a foolish mind I never reveal the fraud I share and give To those who live And please my greedy will I'll befriend the lost And pay the cost To keep my secret still You look at me And now you see The pwca that I am A wicked smile I'm quite the rile Ever loved, ever damned

Like chocolate my thoughts Lick your memory Luscious Subtle smells of sweat Sex my body Slowly Desire like a wicked candy Drug your inhibitions Drowning Feverish touches melt skin Fondle my hunger Forbidden Carnal screams crash silence Crave your climax Consummate

Inebriation Writing intoxicates my flaccid mind A bitter liquor I cannot resist This drink assures that I'll unwind And forge letters into words to exist I swallow the spirits of rhythm and rhyme to quench my sorrows in a drunken verse Mixing a cocktail of perception and time Chasing the hours with sips from this curse I scrawl out the addiction of my thirsty soul A vintage stroke of slurring madmen Losing senses, my consciousness and control Sickness for days, yet closer to zen This glass still holds my liquid dream As it tips and spills out on the page Halting my therapy dead at midstream Washing away my parchment stage

Mortality Erotica Succulent is This damnation  I grope and tease my fearsome fate Indulging my Primal fascination    I dare these inner demons participate   Nocturnal is This seduction I flick and tongue the scented air   Shameless my   Naked induction  I curse the womb for my souls laid bare Mouthwatering is This invitation  I consume the blackened ache of my disease Intoxicating is This stimulation  I rub the ugly stain from my stolen ecstasy Immodest my Rigid exploration  I challenge and breathe deaths immortal pyre Rampant is This satisfaction  I embrace what is left of my spirits fire .pwca

What is this ache of Abandoned thoughts that cannot be caged Like the innocent bound by shadows Trapped by their own fears I am wrestling for my feelings Dead emotions that cower like the hunted I have become This shell of person That cracks and becomes fragile My obsession has bruised my only passion Like mercury, poisoning my blood Sinking to the pit of my being Eating my resistance Losing my senses I go on in shallow steps Never far from crashing Never far from falling My heart calls your name as My stomach turns stale like gelatin Hardened from somber bitterness Of this misanthropy Like innate carnivorous beasts I

Divinely Obscure I walk into a Vague supposition A sieve - my mind Leaking Suggestive Innuendos I sit down and order a Synapse on the rocks A subtle prick Itching my curiosity Bleeding Magnetism I feel the malaise of the Naked truth Slip twixt cup and lip Trickling Syrupy Intimacy I smile a Hypothetical inquiry A tempting lure Of delectable Obscure Intentions I dance a Bewitching insinuation A cloak – my idiom Burning with Heartfelt Violations .pwca

Parallassein I am not caged by man - or will - or thought Bound by only my imagination Trapped by only what I limit myself I am observation I am not burned by love or greed or wrath Tried only by fires of perseverance Killed only by my own mortality I breathe evolution I am not hardened by society – or opinion – or media Calloused from only believing Insensitive only to following I am tenacity I am not lost in technology – or material – or confusion Wandering only into thoughts Stumbling only upon discoveries I live a dream I am the apprentice of life The day is my voyage The night my great escape I envision parallax ./pw