I looked at the pale face
that face that doesn’t exist
neither alive nor dead
but inhabits the space of one who is no more
It was a nightmare that inhabited me
and suddenly it became flesh
it started to walk, it breathed the need
Death is not an end
it’s not even a rest
It is the continuity of absence
that insists on showing itself

And I saw those bodies
they didn’t know what they we...

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deja vu its just happened again

horrid dimpled orange peel blight

hammer and tongs from the back

unaware of her rump of cellulite

sedentary jobs they're behind it

losing my grip in stark moonlight

pulled away with undiluted relief

shuddering at the feel of cellulite

shame is, her front is pure bliss,

but how can I explain my plight?

she's proud of her plump ...

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Once we seethed like hothouse flowers

Our bodies in dire need of ventilation

Life was little short of incendiary

No need for verbal communication

Love never runs a temperature for ever

A windchill factor is always lurking

When balmy seas turn to ice shelves

Before permafrost starts working

What started off as a slight head cold

Was soon a significant nip in the...

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Thirty-nine bodies

                lay on the ground

                in the summer sun

As I watched

                workers carried two more away

Around me

                life continued as usual

                a hum of activity

                oblivious

Thirty-nine bodies

                on that square of concrete

                that summer afternoon

As ...

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