Submissions by Corii
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Ecdysiast.
Come the saints
in manic pause
Laden with paradise obese
Starving doors
They Play with
broken girls in hollow rooms
where no one talks
I am not ammune to lonely men
nor sad men
but I often confuse them
for manipulative ones
Relentless downpours of nothing
drown failing prayers until I am ... .
incapable of holding on to anything
Make me a night full of glass dreams
and Alcoholic .Messiahs
scented with desperate men
I was his ... when how and if ....
I was all of the...
in manic pause
Laden with paradise obese
Starving doors
They Play with
broken girls in hollow rooms
where no one talks
I am not ammune to lonely men
nor sad men
but I often confuse them
for manipulative ones
Relentless downpours of nothing
drown failing prayers until I am ... .
incapable of holding on to anything
Make me a night full of glass dreams
and Alcoholic .Messiahs
scented with desperate men
I was his ... when how and if ....
I was all of the...
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absit omen
the like.
fall inhale
remember
bless the bells in my throat
+La sottise
l’erreur le péché
invisible scream.
. shut your eyes
steeped in burns
drooping body
rats and stars
inhaling victorian pale.
Sur loreiller Si le viol
like an antique
adolescent with wings of gauze+
stay sweet and beloved
drowsy angel
tapping wands
linking dream to
dream to dream
possessed floating through hell +
half erased
cold flowers
on warm hands
Baby...
fall inhale
remember
bless the bells in my throat
+La sottise
l’erreur le péché
invisible scream.
. shut your eyes
steeped in burns
drooping body
rats and stars
inhaling victorian pale.
Sur loreiller Si le viol
like an antique
adolescent with wings of gauze+
stay sweet and beloved
drowsy angel
tapping wands
linking dream to
dream to dream
possessed floating through hell +
half erased
cold flowers
on warm hands
Baby...
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You are the bell of god.
In my womb.
deep rose leaf & thorns
I am lost I am lost
sick & sainted
stabbing christ in the dark.
no books
no lights
white pillows
and pills +
flowers and
needles
needles and air.
there is blood
in my dreams
blood and blue glass
blue glass and blood
there are dreams
in my blood
I am lost I am lost
In ghost and shade
star and fang
baby wind and blue halo
my spit taste
like roses & rust
deep rose leaf & thorns
I am lost I am lost
sick & sainted
stabbing christ in the dark.
no books
no lights
white pillows
and pills +
flowers and
needles
needles and air.
there is blood
in my dreams
blood and blue glass
blue glass and blood
there are dreams
in my blood
I am lost I am lost
In ghost and shade
star and fang
baby wind and blue halo
my spit taste
like roses & rust
524 reads
1 Comment
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