Microbes

Dehydration forming icicles 
Systematic webs recycling microbes 
Solvents expanding bacterial glitches 
While drinking from extinct glaciers 
Swimming throgh pipes 

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Deliverance

Wearing weeds attractive 

sleeves slip down 

skin softly torn apart

blood drops imprecate self

monotony glazed deliverance

settling on inanimate grottos

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Sacred

Worthwhile repetitions 

stabbing your palms

fingernails dug in 

apprehensions sacred

sobbing colorful libidos

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Cliques

Games offering substitutions

casting lines off for soft renditions

gifts of hanging baskets 

crafting spotted ponies 

pseudo cliques clapping hands

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Androgynous

Stripped down talking

androgynous hands

rinsing layers of toxicity

puffing firmly masculinized forehead

disinterest to callous pretension

warm plasma oozes upward to sun

clouds encased in the eyes

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Stage

Slapping the stage

gone into a trance 

silence commanding

alone amongst lighting

steering tears forward

cold body spasms 

inner weightless beauty

amongst invisibility 

reaching ghostly audience

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Pearls

fabric overlays and intricate bows

off white pearls forced open

mapping loose directions 

predestined destinations 

wedging images in compact cars

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Words

Writing words 

silent piano

lost in this life 

singers voices

just words 

flopping floating

sopping wet 

sweaty in a prism

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Mercenaries

Sick of seeing demons

holding hands with child

can't breathe 

whispers 

Calm down anger rumbles

all will awake with apprehension

Tilt down no more grass will cultivate

calling angels mercenaries in the snow

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Peak

Laying on the bed waiting for words 

to feel my pain in peak ritual

lighting candles  memories to begin

closed eyes gently caressing my face

loathing to love waiting to be held 

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