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I am an unvoiced breeze~
a sea warrior 
    kite-surfing through 
    heinous waves, 
knitting cobalt chronicles 
    from smooth syllables~ 
tackling chaotic currents 
with chamomile magic 
unfurled from the 
   silhouette of 
   a Swarovski swan,
immune to the
   screeching nails
   of heartless corpses,
carving blazing lies
and 
  procrastinated promises 
across my fragile psyche~
awakening cross-eyed
demons feeding
  tangerine triggers 
concocted with
  bruised betrayals
from familiar phases
  that phased trust. 

I sleep-walk through 
nocturnal nights, 
following silver sequined 
 silence to bejeweled skies, 
while delicate arms of 
  dusk and dawn unfold 
saffron scriptures of 
  sanguine serenity strewn 
  with lime and lavender ink, 
soaring across
cologne-coated clouds, 
as astral embers 
envelope my aching heart, 
with velvety musk 
sprinkling dewdrops 
of roseate rhapsodies,
like a refined rainbow 
ribboned around 
kaleidoscope eucalyptus 
rising amidst roots of 
cosmic awakening, 
beneath 
   moonless melancholy, 
where stars wane in 
   swollen sorrow, 
reflecting colorless veins 
of trembling tendrils 
and 
  forgotten flowers.

And I stretch my 
garnet heart to 
draw twinkling truths, 
weighing heavier than 
  rhinestone riches 
  that the blind 
  worship in 
eclipsed emptiness, 
oblivious to the 
 elysian empyrean 
  of glass 
awaiting above 
crystalline constellations 
  of seven sisters 
to serve karmic revelations 
on porcelain plates 
  of hyacinth herbs.

Yet I’ve long seen swinging
   canvases cynically 
flaunting 
  spiraling spellings 
of splitting dusks, 
though I embrace immaterial 
cracks between 
  aesthetic auroras, 
dressed in 
   fearless feathers 
of regal peacocks,
swirling and curling
like a twirling wanderer 
shifting through 
amethyst afterglows 
of fine-lined sunsets, 
awaiting soft-spoken 
serenades, to soothe inner
fears with subtle brushstrokes 
  of blissful poetry, 
while weaving perfumed 
phrases amidst piercing 
needles and pins 
  pricking my 
  star-glazed strength.

Perhaps tomorrow, 
 when violet verses 
   unveil 
mystical metaphors 
soaked in vanilla essence 
of eternal divinity beyond 
breathing lies we waltz, 
you’ll remember me 
  as I am, a mere shadow 
of satanic seas, 
  ascending armored in
  in neon plankton~ 
where tides surge high 
ferrying venomous urchins.
For 
  I am a goddess of thunder, 
obliterating infernal estuaries, 
  drowning Aphrodite’s myrtles 
within my crown chakra. 
as behind glowing scars 
  beneath electric walls, 
there 
  swim synonyms 
of unseen steel carved 
  from my titanium quill.
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