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I am the elephant man with oranges down my spine. A pyramid between my shoulder blades, crouching through a keyhole. I am received dyslexic, son of Joseph. Ladies with no flesh hold fish. Triangles with eyes floating above my head. This maze is made of summer. It melts my bones until visions of a Minotaur… Read more
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Stretching across the ocean, I am the captain. Instruments of an inverted nature, twisting beneath my grip. Particles of distant objects sifting through layers of unspoken tongues. Hummingbird on a wire. Wrecked car by the side of the road. Covered in darkness and swallowed by the cruel hand of fate. Laughing like gods. Howling like… Read more
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imprisoned by sexless desire purgatory circles/repeated to infinity shadows/machines/metal picking little engineers/always digging deeper chewing wires and tails/we long for release for some kind of escape in a darkened globe of terror/she shines like the sun as sweet as water/as warm as the sands of a secret shore the road is long/mistakes and regrets at… Read more
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Scavenged bones. Lakeside lovers with hands entwined. In a head-on collision, vehicles pass from one phase to the next. Snarling faces a heartbeat away from martyrdom. Ornate patterns carved into restless arms. Crosses and lipstick. Embalming fluids. The truth of our fury, a ballistic bereavement. A first for creation. For pure waters where images know… Read more
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crescent shaped ulcers. besieged by rabid dogs foaming like a waterfall. soaked in acrid tears a pastime of whoring. deplored by critics unseen they sniff and they suck. they tease and they pluck shaven scalp. repetition breeds repulsion from kingdom to crown. a freeway of horrors just waiting to be true black neon god. dead… Read more
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Tiger man with teeth sharpened. She has vines and flowers bursting through ripened flesh. Others lose themselves beneath their softened shells because there’s nothing of interest to see. They escape beauty and replace it with the mundane. No visions. No tenderness. Just a mess of obscure mirrors and tired faces. Photograph your outlines, for that… Read more
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Turn up the volume, and turn down the lights. Several faces where only one should exist. Scattered images of past and present loins. Sunken like breasts, and drowned in winter dismay. Parasitic brain, leaching through a lack of belief. Scars on the back of my hands. Inked words that have no meaning. Drawn symbols faded… Read more
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Emaciated. Lubricated. Death and despair spreading willows from tongue to thigh. All those darlings suffocated so cruelly. Sluts in African plains. Vulture culture so plastic like modern sex. Jailed thoughts and hidden desires. From my mouth to hers. In his shadow, repeated until denial is not an option. Bodies in dust. Limbless limbs and a nebula… Read more
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Ancient statues. Burning lanterns. Arrows piercing flesh and bone. Arrows inside the temple of the mind. Golden Pavilions, and luscious gardens of wheat and aged dolls. Porcelain flesh. Guerillas in the midsts of somewhere unseen. Animal instinct. Time ticking out. A car crashes in foreign lands; dust and burning suns screaming as a soul not… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 