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Best Poems Written by Sacha Iacob

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The Incorrigible Romantic Type

Need to acknowledge you,
to grasp your lovely brittle self.

Somehow..
doesn’t really matter by what means.

Just GET THE **** BACK INTO MY LIFE.

Logging for your inner alternate sanity.

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Godless

me
lurking  in-between my neat 
but frequently absent reasoning.
godless.

kind of creepy stuff, dude..

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Every-Day Consolation

my poor-rated idiot
aren’t you a living proof 
for the endless generosity of life?
it`s arbitrary ingenuity or simply
funny sense of wit.

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Hi

hi my sweet
i`m here for thee 
hack your liver
twist a knee
you will meet the worst of me.

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My Liquid Leftovers

still, non-dynamic study
of my
liquid leftovers sliding down her collapsed body   
burn-out lust 
wasted hardcore vigor  
for an ancient misinterpretation of genitals.

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This Tempest

this tempest
this bitter tempest
rages through my delicate
fleshy organs
through my flexible
enduring plasma machinery.
i crave for never-ending thunders.

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This Is Not About You

This is not about you.
This is not only for you.
My whole life has not spun around and 
Flipped upside down because of you.
Bitter-sweet, beautifully brain-twisted witch!

I shall probably dive and drill you.
Emotionally harass and physically, repeatedly,
Charmingly aggress you.

You will probably taste and waste me.
Work me through my nerves,
suck me dry,
abuse and finally detest me. 

We shall.
Probably..

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My Decay

first stage

I am decaying
Right in this very moment
Actually tasting, enjoying the very process of it
Shrinking, dehydrating 
Burning some high dangerous levels of vitality
Wasting layers
My body.
Eating its own share of sustainable proteins
Radical speed approach
Passing and pissing time
Withering through an extremely tight and yet scattered carcass.
I’m only being anxious 
And curious 
Hard dealing with my own entropic other one 
Betting on high cards
Dreaming at perfect figures
Of light.

second stage

Trapped in head
Vast no rental charge area
Only life billing
Strange negotiating skills
Refined sand through my teeth
How am I suppose to recognize 
The better 
From myriads?
I choose only to gaze
Very slow and indefinite pace
Edges everywhere
Sadistic sharp corners
Tortuous shades and blinding
Violet lights
Cutting right throughout my clenched bowels.
That’s definitely not a very good moment
Or space
To take a crap and have a smoke.

final stage

There’s never, anything final about it.