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I'd like to mold the city from your face.

Crush up your ribs and

fold them into still life skyscrapers-

That kiss the edge

of oceans in space-

Cast a shadow around the lands.



There,

I'll walk down paved cheek.

Click of heals along your jaw-

There I'll wait next to city stops lights,

that collide in fragments in your eyes.



Those sweet lips that utter sighs

steam that erupts from ally-way storm drains.

I'll let the fog be the

sweat of your brow.

Where I'll sit and survey

the sunset hands-

Rising up to push back grass scalp.

Your body collapses in on itself,

and it looks so beautiful as it does.

Muscle under the skin, a fever that hides under those ribs that you cover.

Let me explore the flesh of temptation,

lay with a women and sin.



I've never laced wine with lipstick kisses,

but a rugged girl could wipe up my mess.

Use the back of soft hands,

scar me.

Prod me with knowing eyes.

traveling fingers.



They lay heed to no map-

Find there way in circles driven by

electric sound hissed through the tongue.



Unconventional is the girl,

with the pleasure mask sewn on tight.

No man could conquer.

Because



Bitches get shit done.

They say that one can hear the shouts of the dead

Deep in the plain where many a Warrior has surrendered-



Hooves,

dusted over with chants of the brave ones

With the bone made from their skins.



They changed the beat of my heart,

mocked the challenge in my eyes-

Deep with the songs of my people...



This creature knows of my honor,

humility.

Warrior paint that stains my cheeks

burned from sun.



My arrow will pierce his heart,

and he will die with pride.

Sink to Soil rich with the red life source.



All will be needed of my brother;

He has let me live and continue surviving again.

Deep in these ash plains.

Your a man so act like one.

Toss that filter my way-

Say I'm too much of a woman to school you in your own game of smoke tricks.

Stop and watch,

I'll show you what's up my sleeves.



Times ticking and my eyes survey-

Grab my fire

Grab my gun.

I'll pierce the shot right through your heart,

then appear on the other side with a smile.



It'll gleam and drown your pride,

aftermath of a boy whose lost his ego-





Look up my sleeve and you'll

find it.

My lungs are charred,

let me bend my head and curl up in ashes.

Stoke the fire with my bones.

All Left,

teeth strung around wire.

They'll remember me because I was nothing

in the first place.

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ladykate
14:26 Nov 27 2011

Very interesting poetry my friend, you should consider getting published.

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I laugh from my perch,

paper cut knuckles grasp onto oak branch.

Dangle there. suspension in open air.

Where the particles will kiss by my lips-

If I let go,

I'll hit pavement with a smack,

backhanded into my own coy smile.

Washed out in a storm drain,

where I'll crack and crinkle like last years

leaves.



I'm smoke,

I'm rain.

Leave me hanging by my thread bare

hands.

Tonight I'll sleep,

become vulnerable in my dreams-

Tangle limbs in winter sheets

where all your touches and gentle hands hide.

I'll sink into the cotton fibers-

dissolve into quilted warmth that kisses my calves and bites at my tummy.

In my sleep I am not angry-

Only dead to the world,

with drunken smile on my face.



Secure mangled dream-catcher above my braided hair.

The feather will work their magic.

Save this bliss for nights to come.

Knees are giving out.

Acid-spit nature is giving into

sparrow sweet kindness.

Pick me up and carry me away from my place on the street.

Bury me in the Earth,

and cover my dirt with snow.

Freeze the skin,

so it is firm when your fingers glide across it-

Fancy me,

for an eternity under the ice.

Fuck.

You've ripped my flesh and made home to my ribs.

Lived under the cages that pocket the insides.

You conquer

but boy you know you can't succeed in making me squirm-

Lipstick sneers,

high heeled misfortunes.

I'll rip that smile right off your perfect face-



I am a women,

indulge in my home.

But don't forget to wipe your feet-

Or you'll be crawling by your fingernails,

scrape against the welcome Mat.

Where many a cheek has lain and never retreated.



Fuck.

another one gone,

and I'm still here in an emptied box.

Spill out my parts,

fit them like a puzzle-

To find out that I'm never gonna be your cheap carnival prize.

Keep far from face this guise weather worn,

sidereal edges eclipse the mind something arcane-

unsweetened by days the venom claiming soul.

Feed me to centuries for wasting days conduit

toward the sceptre of Leviathan hunger, spouse.



Breathing beneath the skin I feel naught but hate

seething from bones, blood burning within the vein,

I’m not well but they see not the anger nebula—

it fights to slay me, to become is arced home.



I am red for danger, walking toward the sun.

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captainglobehead
14:49 Nov 25 2011

I like the intensity.

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