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Insects in her belly. They scuttle, always biting. Itching. There’s nothing secret about an abundance of insects. There’s nothing lovely about the horrors of nature just out of view. Behind the curtains of flesh, the terror of bone is forever. Muscle and cartilage, stretching and breaking in childbirth. They sound like the calling of Read more
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navigate a different path examine yourself judge yourself divorce yourself from reality know your birth lust the melancholy of where you come from the feral ways of future past fifty words to describe sadness several ways to walk in a straight line the only thing that ever changes is you the world stands still a Read more
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You put the bullet in the chamber like coffee in the pot. All those days spreading like cancer around swollen tongues. Shaken baby syndrome and nicotine stained fingers. A tiny violin on cute little wrists. Crimson kings and bandages suffering like a million victims of war. Blood on the dirty asphalt and tyre tracks leading Read more
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A car alarm in the dead of night. Sleepless and wide awake. The town shimmers far below, it looks so beautiful from such great heights. The animals circle us as we dance. The birds in the sky swooping down to give us their flight. Old people with their grocery lists. With trembling bottom lips, they Read more
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You can’t change the world, just the same as you can’t change time. These feelings come and go. From despair to wonder in the blink of a lazy eye. Sullen like an only child in the midst of the witching hour. As lonesome as a shadow on the wall. When the rain falls outside, Read more
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Buildings in the sky. Markings on humble bodies. Low income dreams. Individual fantasies on a grand scale. Aggressive yet passive. Demonic yet platonic. Stray dogs in California. Insomnia in your local cemetery. Day to day lust. Suburbs to the crystal hills. City black’d guns. Shut your windows. Keep closed your doors. Sixteen years pretty, a Read more
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We all praise the great deceivers. We all shine a light on the one and all. Bland little piggies falling by the wayside. No sincerity just comfort when comfort comes calling alone and betrayed. The world disappeared. Nowhere in sight, it fell into the big empty and never recovered. Such boredom when faced with broken Read more
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Speech therapy for lizards. The cold bloodied made warm using symbols of lethargy and sex. Open wide to catch a lullaby or two. Torn pages scattered down the road. Faded ink of words stained with the meaning of love. The look of want. The need to be in someone’s arms. Blown apart like landmines we Read more
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They shove germs in their mouths. They disappear as if not really there. People that come and go. Days that drift away like faces in a crowd of neon ghosts. Exoskeletons. Dreams of a life. Every eye that meets your own. Every gaze that cuts through disdain. A smile to warm even the most deadest Read more
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Mausoleum scapegoats. Sentenced to death, we laugh in the face of sensuality. In the dying embers of a lifelong dance, we explode in the blink of an all seeing eye. In the face of god, we burst into vapour. Black tree. Branches in the snow reaching out through the midst of time. And all that Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 