leaving an inheritance to my children will be my gateway to immortality.
a composer of twilights that range from dull to brilliant.
this fast paced life has the potential to rob one of their ability to rest.
sanity is next to impossible in this fast-paced existence.
death conquered by birth-new children to fill void left by the elder.
often saying through whispers, the universe is animate.
sat back on feet, oriental thoughts of Tai'ping and tea along Manchu carpets.
studious over a dissertation of mahler cool nights...then again not so cool.
and the earth was filled with tears cold skies turns its back.
hadn't scribbled any words that were remotely poetic.
the masturbation of this soul amounted to self-negligence.
and he wanted what i had i wanted to give him me...why.
ran across the busy interstate now at the casino gambling the remnants.
unraveled cells in your presence, my fire kindled; your fire consumes mine.
between my thighs the rigid marble of stained honey...his bass notes ignite.
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