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The Void Beyond The Red Carpet

(*Alternate title* The Magnificent Tomb)

This is the moment
It has always been
Beg for salvation
With the eyes of dying youth

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The Degeneration of Love

IV

Cascades
Broken colours
Mirrors
In shards of light

(cliche)

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The Fuckboy Twitch

Sittin’ at the sex clinic
Swiping on Tinder
Hottie sits across from me
Starin’ at my finger

Gotta get off
Gotta get off
Gotta get outta here

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Fantasyland Of The Optimist

This is my world of make believe
I’ll make you believe
And then you will see

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Abasement Of The Masochist

Deep this wound’s revealing
I’ve kept myself from any feeling

I’ve kept myself from ever healing…

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Beyond The Fear Barrier

*Excerpt from part one of a series of short stories, with the working title,

After Life

He sat stale and hard; his gaze transfixed on the empty white wall. His last movie screen. His projector ceased to turn – it’s parts run dry and stiff. No longer was there a shining light beaming from his lens eyes, projecting images before him.
The machine was cold and without content.

It was a peaceful enough departure. He’d been in a fantasy, a waking dream, and suddenly he just knew. The moment was upon him. Hazy, almost, and calm. He felt no panic, no fear – possibly because he had not the energy to spend on such a performance, even if he chose to.  Visions coursed through him, travelling beyond form, beyond reason – searching.

Explaining.

The cycle brought itself around full. His body slowly washed into cold numbness, and in a gradually fading light, his thoughts dimmed and all went white.

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Tradition Stagnates Growth and Evolution

The typical opinion of what a relationship should be
seems to be a perverse,
socialistic,
self-serving ideal.

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Beyond The Inevitable Fade

I

I crave to break apart the box
Rearrange the parts
It leaves my mark

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The Passive Wolf And The Pile Of Bones

Music is my master
Says Alice
The malice evident in the way she holds her head
In her hands

My heartbeat is faster when I’m moving with the grains of sand

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