Posts Tagged ‘beauty’

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Looking at some slightly risqué pictures of Lana Del Rey while listening to her wonderfully melancholy music
I am overwhelmed with sadness old as time
So far away
The ultimate unobtainable woman
Projecting sophisticated sensuality
Oozing essence of fuck
And the most depressing truth of all
Is that it seems that all women are as unobtainable as Lana Del Rey to me

 

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There’s so much beauty in the world
Broken glass is a vision of glistening dew
There’s so much beauty in the world
Shading green leaves scattered on the branches of an oak tree
There’s so much beauty in the world
Blood drops on a white rose in a secret garden
There’s so much beauty in the world
Little blue wrens zoom over bushes making letters in the air
There’s so much beauty in the world
Wedge-tailed eagle soaring over the desert looking for prey
There’s so much beauty in the world
Guinea-pigs purr when you stroke their backs
There’s so much beauty in the world
Fresh grass steams for cattle in early morning
There’s so much beauty in the world
Forget about structure and discipline
Forget about suburbia and suburban dreams
Forget about income and outgoings
Forget about your body’s pilgrimage to death
There’s so much beauty in the world
Throw away your preconceptions
Throw away you paranoia
Throw away your motivation
Throw away your clothes
Refuse to be a victim
Don’t be ordinary
Whatever you do
Don’t be ordinary
Forget about structure and discipline
There’s so much beauty in the world

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Sometimes it has to be this way
In animal hours of tedium
Metal silence almost overwhelming
Speak of beauty, wonderful woman
Green moistened rainforests
Golden beaches with azure rolling waves and lines of white foam on the shore
Little furry creatures- loyal, affectionate and cuddly
Succulent sunsets over the bush
Soaring red gorges of the Pilbara
Without beauty we are nothing

Speak of sacred things, my love
The moment after the tenth beer
The moment after the third cone
Silken whispers between the sheets
First kisses in sun-blessed decadent afternoons
Porcelain blow-jobs from heavenly angels
A woman’s hand on my body
Beers with Bukowski
Bongs with Ginsberg
Smack with Kurt Cobain
Speed with Philip K Dick
Acid with Hunter S Thompson at 12 midnight on the dot
Is this the essence of a good life?
Maybe a fantasy life.

Oh take me away to a foreign land
Where nobody knows my name
Where nobody knows my shame
A new beginning
A blank page
And I will live my poetry all over the page