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Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Saturday 4/03/2010 01:01:00 AM

The world stops. And so does she. Fleshy wrenches in the cogs. The frozen wheel of the eternal machine. Waiting to be woken up.

Their chewed feet continue to walk. Missing sidewalks on busy streets. The houses loom. Monsters with broken hearts. Playing patios for love in a poker games with the gods.

Time flaunts its parades. Slow moving vehicles. More flower than engine.

The princess kissing her corpses. Her princes not in garb. The princess. Arguing with her insomnia. Deaf threads mending the tear. Smaller moments would ignore.

The princess. In her lethal crown. Setting her lips to taste. The missing. Bored with what is gone.

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