Taste

Posted: October 3, 2014 in poetry
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The taste of steel
Under the tongue
Psychotic breeze blows
Dust the sunlight transforms into gold
Waiting for Mephistopheles
Blood in the syringe
Festive depravity
Methane phantasms over
Infinite waters
Dreamless victims
Of consumer breasts which undulate
As to bleed is such glad heat
Mood music contaminates
Mirtazapine pipe-dreams
Missed the vein
Pubic enumerating of
Mild tedium
And black, sullen accounts
On silent parchment
Maudlin sleep

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