jayivan

Saturday, April 19, 2014

planet of priests pray:
for the great nothing that churns
red within our core

posted by jayivan at 7:25 pm

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i swim between rings
of moon dust. your pulse ripples
their surface. heart beat.

posted by jayivan at 7:19 pm

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Last man, dance man dance,
it’s just you and meâ€”be free,
naked in the winds.

posted by jayivan at 7:07 pm

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Who will love Neptune?
Deep-dark drifter, tempting me
beyond the drawn dawn.

posted by jayivan at 6:49 pm

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Miranda shifts in
her seat, aluminum legs
scar the waxy floor

posted by jayivan at 6:38 pm

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flutter Jupiter
moons sound the horn exhale
adrift in static

posted by jayivan at 6:32 pm

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