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Mind Wanderings Eleven through Twenty
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Eleven
God you've got this
Way,
This "system" (if
You will)
Of touching me,
Holding me,
Loving me still.
But you know that,
Right?
I know you do.
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Twelve
Take me on my
Virgin bed of gold.
Hold me, Kiss me,
Drink
Me.
Touch your lips to mine
Peacefully, lovingly,
Wantingly...
Till I mold myself
To you,
Permanently.
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Thirteen
I have made a most
Fantastic discovery...
I now know
No matter
How loud the headphones
Scream,
I still hear
Myself.
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Fourteen
How do I sound?
My whimpers,
And cries...
My own ears don't
Quite hear them.
They hear me going
Insane, Crazy on
The inside,
Where you are.
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Fifteen
This place of sorrow,
Black rain,
Horrific memories of
Childhood pain...
Innocence lost, and
Love marred,
Battles, wars, wounds,
Wrists scarred.
Memories erased, I
See good...
I SEE good...
I see
Good...
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Sixteen
Carefully,
She stacks them.
Perfectly,
Uniformly,
One on top of the next.
I'm thinking how
I would hate
To live with her.
Miss Perfection.
Yet how I watch her,
Fascinated.
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Seventeen
This is the life, I can,
Watch the Wizard of Oz
Any damn time I
Wish, Not that I
Like too...
I just can.
And I can remove
The bandaids
From my latest
Death defying razor nic
I can study this item
For as long as I damn
Well please
And not so much from
Fascination,
But just because
I can.
And maybe, maybe
I choose to be alone...
Maybe, just maybe...
Its not because I want too,
As much as it is,
That I can.
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Eighteen
Without you,
There is no tomorrow.
The days are
One endless time...
But with you,
With you...
Friday comes.
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Nineteen
I look at them,
Two tiny jars,
Canning jars.
So cheap...a buck
For both...
But she will like them.
Oh how she will
Smile.
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Twenty
Tasting myself on
Your lips,
A thrill runs the
Length of me.
So fierce, so hot...
I can not help
Myself.
You kill me.
(a thousand times
or more)
You've killed me...
The desire in your
Eyes...
Your hands...
I am left with no
Choice...
No other need...
I look at you,
(So beautiful you are)
And I must be,
Loved.
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