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A night of astral castle building 
This illusionist skin became sag
Dropped fleshed , Sharpe human
Abhorrently mirror transfixed 
Naked in her bathroom,
The nectar calling
Dreamed spiritually with a mouth
Remembering last nights sleep
Mother made with love
Daisies in Jell-O, militia told to eat
Sickening me with pedal-taste

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 8/15/2010 2:35:00 PM
what a poem! enjoyed the sourness you express here,..p.d.
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