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ATTENUATE

ATTENUATE

     A wee dram of malt whisky is savoured neat ~ attenuated with ice cubes for those petite.

     8 / 11 / 2026.


Premium Member At My Leisure

At my leisure I strolled through post-college life
    worked smart by day, partook of pleasure at night

  One morning woke up on the back side of the hill
    my dreams unattainable, attenuated my will

  Never tested my mettle, never once even dared
    stretch my arms out to Him, make my life over with prayer
Form: Couplet

Premium Member spark quickly the rise

Spark quickly the rise, 
Dilating dark with glitter stars of cats eyes.
A language we sausage use. 
Clumsy myths attenuated 
With parachutes of feelings mapped; 
Syncopated copiously. 

A door opening those parts explored, for instance.
Snail trails of shiny slime on wet pavement;
Mirrors looking backwards, 
Entwining organs through time. 

Primarily another path 
That leads me back to you.

Haywire Ghetto

Haywire ghetto, lingering corpses, malingering sunshine,
Malignant malediction, staccato with disseminating stench,
Portending: ichor, insipid blood and wenches.

Juxtaposition of aphotic with aphotic; incognizant iniquity.

Noxious oxygen, attenuated jasper, jejune jardiniere:
Zion.

Smoke: implicative cornice,
Sherry or vitriol?
Ours, a world, that feigns polo in alcohol!!

-Pin Dew (30/04/2017)
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What’s It All About Alfie?

Arrows, what are they good for?
In an embodied dungeon very near to
my molested liver
arrows pile up, bundles of barbs,
each one a love letter
that missed its mark.
Some older ones
still drip an attenuated poison 
from their blunted tips.
Yes, love can be cruel
but it is rarely accurate.
It lives only to maim you
until you know how to live
with yet deeper wounds,
those piercing near misses
lodged between heart
and hope.


Never the Twain

Sweetness
Be at the end of the road alone
Offering myself to the stars
When it's your voice
I will love to be home
And you know me,
I'll laugh out of nervous
Energy
And you'll laugh too
And we're gonna kiss
And god will lift our chins up
And welcome us his children
The attenuated breath will flee the throat
As we escape into his night
At exactly the same moment
Before the wings cleave us apart
And we float like loose Astronauts
Into the vast otherness
And part.
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