Wherever you will go,
I will let you down,
But this lullaby goes on.
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14 Sunday Feb 2016
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Wherever you will go,
I will let you down,
But this lullaby goes on.
14 Sunday Feb 2016
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I’ve been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots …
14 Sunday Feb 2016
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I love myself when I am laughing … and then again when I’m looking mean and impressive.
12 Friday Feb 2016
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I hate snow, living as I do in West Michigan, quote unquote, the Winter Wonderland, which is sort of a bummer
It is snowing outside, thus all my obligations to the outside world are null and void.
12 Friday Feb 2016
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He put her up on a pedestal and she went down on it …
09 Tuesday Feb 2016
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By the ravenous teeth that have smitten
Through the kisses that blossom and bud,
By the lips intertwisted and bitten
Till the foam has a savour of blood,
By the pulse as it rises and falters,
By the hands as they slacken and strain,
I adjure thee, respond from thine altars,
Our Lady of Pain.
09 Tuesday Feb 2016
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Though the kisses are bloody,
Though they sting till it shudder and smart.
09 Tuesday Feb 2016
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I would love to make the Devil weep, if only I truly believed such a rogue existed; but how can something so tailored to 13th Century Europe’s concepts of ‘sin’ be anything more than the fever-dreams of sexually repressed, unwashed old men with bad teeth and syphilis?
09 Tuesday Feb 2016
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Louisa de Momand, marcel proust, quote unquote, spilling one's seed on the dusty ground, the joys of onanism
He who Louisa cannot win
No refuge has but Onan’s sin.
09 Tuesday Feb 2016
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A kiss, when all is said, what is it? A rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving; ‘tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.