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Rest In Pieces

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toothpick pinpoint.  boiling to a sharpened heave.  but to let the vultures cackle?  craving compassion.
diluted waters of repetition swirling into the mix of something slippery.  silver-toothed sharks eyeing the carcass.

decomposition?  but sweetie, we have no time.


implode the casket with exaggerated assurances.  velvet-tongued for sure.  shaken silk persuasion.
the pillow remains satin.  so please lie still.
a corpse among statues.


the stench of disregarded flesh.  rotten forgotten tissues.  peroxide eats you clean.  bleach grinning across bones; stretching ivory appearance throughout abrasions.  immaculate paint jobs smiling through skull.
(it's pure.  dove-feather soft and icicle white.  and it's so blamelessly innocent.  a justified saint igniting spotless sympathy for a hopeless case.)
the gloss of a cotton-opal heart in contrast with dirt clots through hair.



fragility blooming with fragrance.  tip-toed question marks feigning ignorance.  puzzle pieces of mass destruction.  why'd the picture have to fit so well?
graveyards sutured to expression.  the face morphing to billboards of emotion.  camouflage claims walking amongst the scrutiny of ghosts long since invisible.
ISeeYou.ISeeYou.ISeeYou.       clawing   against    eardrum


shadows etching reverberation.  echo silk pounding into brain.  significance vibrating my corroded vocal chords.
but halt sound to a stand still.  seize the pig.  gash his chest, split the innards; and maybe, we'll reach the gut of things.
          ThePoint.
of all this insinuated vocabulary and sarcastic trip-lines.  maybe then the malicious-fingered monsters will retire the mines of mental games.


until that day, all I can say is
rest in piece(s).
spark charge; throbbing


dethrone me. i dare you.




mute softness finds them colorless; completely useless.

don't lose this.
i might


need you.
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Frail drift lines cascade into waterfalls of disturbances
reassurances never came with such a bite.