Sex
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The nature of nature. Evil against women, and the evil that women do. All the animals, and all the trees, organic with sin. Hands of terror, reaching up from the core of whores. Persistent rain and wind along with all the insects in her belly. Hair and English scent stained into the fabric of what we are,… Read more
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Ain’t got no time for simple minds. No desire for humdrum lovers. The boring and the bland, so hopelessly lacking in anything worth saving. Faces like windows down endless, damned streets. Lost innocence. Forgotten magic. Where once there was fire, there’s now just ashes. Relics of yesterday, shadows fading out of view. Isn’t it sad,… Read more
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Flooded lands. Pretty girl in a city dress. Sensible, yet begging for release. Sex brings escape. It paves the way for some kind of nothingness. Years spent comfortable, yet never quite alive. Happy on the outside, yet aching within. Girl needs to feel a little madness once in a while. Needs to lose control in… Read more
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Starless lovers between mirrors and blades of grass. Dead seas of liquid mercury. Cold hearts, breaking with the distance of future. You had warmth, then you let it go so carelessly. You had love in tea cup, but you threw it away without even looking back. Sparks behind empty eyes. Animals cries, screaming on a… Read more
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Before my eyes, diamonds dazzle as we move through layers of time. Blowing rings of smoke, the lights above us disappear. Waters rising, our teeth touch as tongues taste secrets so reckless and divine. Glittering eyes, so wild with feverish heat. Shadows dancing beneath careless bodies, passions breaks the silence of shy minds. Hands on… Read more
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Raised by feral wolves. Greedy for a little touch of something sweet. Lips turned downwards, like a spiral of delight. Hips of watery desire. Vanishing hands, but it’s not my fault. Nothing’s ever my fault. Unbandaged bodies, invisible to all but her. Birds on a wire. Skeletal Jews, victims of man made monsters. Frozen youth.… Read more
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She comes to me at the bottom of a bottle. She swims in each mouthful, with cigarettes smoked in a drunken haze. Sparks of yesterday, glowing in her tricky brown eyes. Broken towns and factories. Boarded-up shops that speak of loss and sorrow. The rain came down, soaking us as we kiss. In the park… Read more
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In the woods. In the forest. Gunshot wounds and flowering angel lips. Death, falling like leaves. Piles of rocks, symbols of witches. Broken branches, and shadows growing long like the day. Eyes for teeth. Tightened rope. There’s a river that flows back to the source. There’s a creek shaped like a womb. It gives birth… Read more
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As long as it exists, your mind will never be free. Burning dogs in Hiroshima. Genital Mutilation on the streets of Amsterdam. Cars buried in snow. Cigarettes perched on the tips of bony fingers. Tasty ripe breasts. Juicy like fruit. In mind and body, we merge like waves. Spinning plates and cloudless highs. Formentera Lady,… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 