Kings of Convenience – Boat Behind

Nix, I enshrine with misshapen resolve. Crux divested.

Untold times above the periphery, she verse murmurs. Addled by the cadaverous and all the lineaments criticizing truths, unsaid.

This tongue annuls cloud castles and is the one to eschew. The interstices binding the antonym are only remnants of one side of things… to be rescinded… well… you might as well say…in the event of alluvion.

Hänsel, Gretel and Gaga

the dichotomy you brought on me

There was a time when our trysts were for fun loving frolics
And our shared jubilee was quite clamorous
There was a time when our vim was fun danger and blunder
And our shared birr drenching and amorous
There was a time when the clash of this curious amalgam
Was pure deviance of dark, light and wondrous
There was a time when the sound of our paradox reverse
A symphony, flux flesh, bone and that of us.

Satan visits the children

Maurizio Anzeri

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