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R a y l o s s
Courtesan blood
rubied
this saturation
like the weather
bold lonliness
steps loud
down oiled walls
bright and lacquered
the jangle of keys
from full length leather
creaking in her lean
with a hip
the perfume
blazing in the cold
damp cooking
smells and neglect
the grand empress
swaying with age
light falls into the shadows
stretching
tired on an oriental
rug
chaise lounge stacked
tumbled with magazines
cigarettes and smoke
sex and animal turmoil
the shoes turned over
at this closet
a radio amplifier glow
playing dubstep
a hollow bathroom
with a clouded plastic shower
curtian
the tiles sharp with sound
the kit in a beautiful leather
box
an alcohol burner
glittering like the cystal
between her small breasts
the blue flame
from a sparked zippo
a smiling skull
she rolls up my
dirty french cuff
and sets her thumb
on my pulse
her eyes are hungry
and beautiful
wary and cruel
she is the most
gorgeous
a pinch and the fire
blazes in its purchase
rushing through my
soul maze
holding me upright
while the room surges
the ghosts screaming
like deaths purge
then i drop
swirling in the cold
fourescent
flickering
a washcloth
removing her
masks
a dark cigarette
on the blue flame
and im dropping
weightless
the radio an echo
her voice
soft as an angels
wing
soft as bliss
Comments
Ian.T
Mon, 2014-04-14 19:02
Steve
Sounds like a trip into those places I go not.
Yet I cannot harass the ones that do
It is a way of life that has become an evil hand
It drags a human to another place where reason is Random.
I fear not to go there, as the vehicle I need never arrives.
I would rather stick hot pins in my eyes than walk that path.
Excellent write though I hope it's fiction lol.
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Esker
Mon, 2014-04-14 23:04
fiction....
just knew a few.....in my days...
but a lot of the creative minds did
delve down dark routes
..
Ian.T
Tue, 2014-04-15 04:25
Steve
It always amazes me that intelligent people cannot work out that drugs and that sort of thing, is not good for their well being without going there.
I use to smoke just cigs and probably only been drunk about three times in all my years, I must be a nerd lol.
Take care young Steve, you just keep writing,
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..