Lipsticked Poems - Poems about Lipsticked

...Streetlight dander. Jawbone asphalt. Blink razors carve her iris script. Rib stars ovulate in feral grates, mechanical tongue juts a bloodline breath. Keystroke ruin writes in collapse, a wavefo......

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...asleep to awake in the dreamless world of dreams, where perception and reality, have merged and lost their identity, where the mist of reason is so thick, that delusions guide the way, purpose......

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...I have an orange clown doll on my desk. She is obviously from the 60's, perky and red-lipsticked Dressed in orange, with sharp netting around her neck and ankles. .My children do not say any......

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...I saw her sitting at a table for one, her hands were slender as she grabbed a sesame bun, which was stuffed with three inches of smoked turkey, onion, tomato, lettuce and Swiss cheese, opening he......

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...She guides me in and sits me down. Not the Remington portable typewriter this time. I grab a pen and some parchment they have more life i believe. The mechanical twists and clanks sound so hollow.......

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...Where were you when we lay dying, listening to the north wind's sighing, where were you in our confusion, lost in your psychotic delusion. Where were you when we slipped into Hell, turning you......

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