Aloft

Drunk on wine and blue cheese,

Cigarettes rain down hill,

On these sheets full of sleaze,

Sloshing, and I standstill.

Skin you of your being,

So I may also be free,

With your new eyes seeing,

Losing the need to flee.

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Lucidity

The wind changed, and rocks floated to the sky,

Lucidity of the waking hours.

Blackened with absinthe and old thoughts dry,

In ivory shell, bathing in putrid flowers.

The joy of stale forgotten memories,

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