Suicide Fairy Poems

Come look come see,                     ...

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I am very small,                     ...

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Slick silicon suicide, 
Intricate black matrix...
Interwoven web of electrons dance.

In the rhythm of the chaos words.
The rhyme of divine writing
Ancient rambling on evermore.

Lucifer turn eons-long,
Something...

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All long the wind swept streets 
vacant windows stare 
like absent eyes of statues 
Shuttered an abandon
standing there 
in their sites 
their hollow façades

Vacant faces...

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So red the rose a crimson divinity 
Thorns sharp cruel dangerous  
Crush the petals so gently, so soft
Thorns are long, how they prick thee

A...

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Distance is my voice 
Along this ancient course 
In caverns of my night
It fades as the echoes die
In the deepest part if my night
Only my...

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...streets; shotguns and ink.
the shotgun cracks the night,
locked within
the seed of death, dark.
the streets are frozen in space...
barren in time.
the wind causes the leaves to...

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Burning snow falls quietly on
cold rusted wire and brittle bone.
An ancient creature looks to the horizon 
feeling is body built of razor wire and old...

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The Moon
(not made of cheese)

Space "cadet", 
what a wonderful word, 
that means student of the stars. 
I gaze up into the heavens, 
knowing God is...

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NO

I am not dark. 
I write happy things, 
most of the time. 
I can not help it, 
if I spilled my coffee, 
the phone rang,...

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The Mermaid Calls

You draw me close, 
and I can not swim. 
You lure me, 
tempt me, 
and tell me…
things.

Your beauty is beyond, 
all that I...

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The Long Road

The highway is lined with tall pines. 
As far as the eye can see, 
as far as the soul dare to take in....

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Famous garb of tighty-tights 
In flying high a child delights 
To never have a crappy day 
He smiles and floats and flies away 
 
Propensity...

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Snow fairy awakens from her sleep 
In a garden frosted in silver 
By a black flowing river 

Hair of cerulean blue 
A gown of snow-white...

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I was born a girl
whose parent’s died.
Then given to others
whose social status was high.
Papa, the king, but died in war.
Mama, the queen, who didn’t marry...

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