sentencing

 i am sure i would

Know better

If my pruning shears were

Sharper, slicey slew slaw

Sawing all toothy.

Edgey cut bloody

Pouring from gashes.

Im all for efficiency,

Clawing at redundancy.

Shouting wont save it

Not when there's yelling,

Rotting from poison

Rusting without reason.

Laugh it up fuzzball

Cure those crusty phantoms.

If i was quicker with justice,

Then balance be brokered.

medieval times

patrol the grounds

check the trees,

shut the gates

and set the watch;

remove refuse

broker the close

of the kitchen and hearth.

Abandon all the worry

of the past living day.

Hanging are the orchids,

geckos run the ramparts,

ants tarry with nightly cleaning,

broken are the whispers,

Ghosts command the creaking,

fathers break the pantry,

couriers slumber all the deeply,

guests snore sleepy in their chambers,

doggies whimper dreamy,

& princes and princesses sleep

peaceful.

Bricks cast shadows from the lamp light;

stars shine broken in starry starlight,

on windows darkened,

On full summers,

final winters,

shiny spring,

resting fall.

Comfort castle

cozy fort

sanctuary becoming

sanctum heart!

 

Date Night, Sex & Sleep (in no particular order)

 Most Excellent Skull
Admit 2
At Last Chance
Villa Solidad
Fume Rancor
Dreary Sunday
Big-time Callback
Rotate Above
Tres Camas
Dozen Eggs Double Bacon
Bones Pantry
Sol Exposure
Desert Fire
Proper Attire
Duty, Neglect, Touch
All the Little Whispers
Forgiving Look
Soft Nibbles
Collarbone Kisses,
Lips Aqquired
Faintly Surrounding Darkness
Only Shadows
And Eyeballs,
Before Dreams

Boundless, unlimited, the one without death

 Akupara


Akupara akupara

AKUPARA! AKUPARA! AKUPARA!.




akupara.
Akupara
akupara.

...
Akupara.

Akupara





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choices

 -"nobody knows what waits for the dead"

living life lucky till the end,

lots of time spent fooling around in bed,

slowly, wishing i was yellow,

cooling timid, beams of the sun,

moping like a crow, on the edge,

nothing like feeling better again,

im a soldier looking to get ahead,

giving it all away,

sparing nothing today,

the will in the chest bringing it all to bare,

never getting lots /

sometimes just enough

i swear its all in my head.

 look at all us doing

like little big bads

on the coastly waters

crawling out

from single celled living.

must be confused with deities,

who build palaces

in stately pleasure domes

 

 KuKhan.

 

 

mighty mortal

 the sounds of the enemy

hammer my soul,

my heart makes

beating thunder

on the morrow.

when the sun rises

every blessed virtue

becomes torn asunder,

when the red light wavers

i see terrible, deadly summers...

the first and last of every

supper; glimmer ghostly

scheduled parties.

love something fierce strongly

in the final show

act iii, after

the crescendo.