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Wayward,

and left to your own 

excitement,

where is the line?

Hail the quiet hum,

the static,

the indeterminate.

Liquor bottle legacies

cleverly disguising

unmoored mania.

Tapping fingers,

shifting toes,

the (fault)lines are festering,

churning out putrid waste

on collision. 

Note the green tint. 

How far is the deepest?

 

That's the trouble:

if you don't find it,

you have to keep it.

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Written by Aubrey
Wayward,
and left to your own 
excitement,
where is the line?

Hail the quiet hum,
the static,
the indeterminate.

Liquor bottle legacies
cleverly disguising
unmoored mania.

Tapping fingers,
shifting toes,
the (fault)lines are festering,
churning out putrid waste
on collision. 

Note the green tint. 

How far is the deepest?
 
That's the trouble:
if you don't find it,
you have to keep it.


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(no good for fishing)

Do the waves

make you miss the ripples,

or detest them?

This is living in chaotic monotony.

And the phone rings. 

Listen. 

Really listen. 

Raging ocean

crashing waves

against a distant shore.  

Breathing cancer

like a fish breathes water.

(Blub blub)

Take me under.

Find the calm pond. 

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(no good for fishing)
Do the waves
make you miss the ripples,
or detest them?

This is living in chaotic monotony.
And the phone rings. 
Listen. 
Really listen. 

Raging ocean
crashing waves
against a distant shore.  

Breathing cancer
like a fish breathes water.
(Blub blub)
Take me under.
Find the calm pond. 
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zombie

Corpses on the side(walk).

Standing still, you can hear

the skin peak back

beneath the satin blouse

spilling out secrets down clicking heals.

Stretching, tearing

the face skin shows the many deaths inside.

The drain runs red.

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zombie
Corpses on the side(walk).
Standing still, you can hear
the skin peak back
beneath the satin blouse
spilling out secrets down clicking heals.
Stretching, tearing
the face skin shows the many deaths inside.
The drain runs red.







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The concrete is a lesson you will learn in time.

There's capsasin in my arteries

bleeding acid 

onto the shoe-pressed 

ash-filled carpet

right

in front of you,

and there is no now.

There is no future.

You own me here. 

My muddy boots sing your victory. 

You have claimed me

and I am your own

and never more certain of your decisions. 

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The concrete is a lesson you will learn in time.
There's capsasin in my arteries
bleeding acid 
onto the shoe-pressed 
ash-filled carpet
right
in front of you,
and there is no now.
There is no future.
You own me here. 
My muddy boots sing your victory. 
You have claimed me
and I am your own
and never more certain of your decisions. 

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Only a little rain...

Faces let me see the insides, 

twitches give away the tensions,

and, my dear, 

it's showing all over you.

Covered mirrors make for bad haircuts.

You'll be resigned to both now;

shedding tresses 

that covered lesions

scratched deep,

never left

alone

to heal. 

So, you'll don the dark veil

and sing beneath it songs morose and melancholy

so that everyone can hear

what they cannot see. 

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Only a little rain...
Faces let me see the insides, 
twitches give away the tensions,
and, my dear, 
it's showing all over you.
Covered mirrors make for bad haircuts.
You'll be resigned to both now;
shedding tresses 
that covered lesions
scratched deep,
never left
alone
to heal. 
So, you'll don the dark veil
and sing beneath it songs morose and melancholy
so that everyone can hear
what they cannot see. 

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Reagan III: Further Discourse

Reagan:

Draw the snake up through the throat

and lick no wounds.

Poison is a solid defense. 

Stoke the coals with your fingrtips. 

So much for those nails now. 

The opponent:

You're bating me

and I give in less

more and more

but

it isn't quantifiable

the weight of your process. 

I caught you up today 

and watched you play around the pitfalls 

quick and bright like pinball flashes...

the machine sings...

and I 

just

watched.

For today at least,

your rope around my neck is only threads. 

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Reagan III: Further Discourse
Reagan:
Draw the snake up through the throat
and lick no wounds.
Poison is a solid defense. 
Stoke the coals with your fingrtips. 
So much for those nails now. 

The opponent:
You're bating me
and I give in less
more and more
but
it isn't quantifiable
the weight of your process. 

I caught you up today 
and watched you play around the pitfalls 
quick and bright like pinball flashes...
the machine sings...
and I 
just
watched.
For today at least,
your rope around my neck is only threads. 
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Reagan II

The opponent answers:

Forget, remember:

these words 

over and over.

I'm finding sometimes 

silence 

is the best lover. 

Bereft of anything like a sense of self,

how can I elude you? 

Left alone you find the hidden things 

and make them yours. 

You take the mystery 

and make it horror.

The bark ~is~ the bite but 

you are less alive each cry

because ~I see you.~

There is no need for light

when you know what's in the shadow. 

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Reagan II
The opponent answers:

Forget, remember:
these words 
over and over.
I'm finding sometimes 
silence 
is the best lover. 
Bereft of anything like a sense of self,
how can I elude you? 
Left alone you find the hidden things 
and make them yours. 
You take the mystery 
and make it horror.
The bark ~is~ the bite but 
you are less alive each cry
because ~I see you.~
There is no need for light
when you know what's in the shadow. 
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Reagan Replies

Cut the heart

to play the strings. 

Let the blood fill up the empty parts. 

If you're smart,

You'll take these things and leave.

This is no place for anyone

especially if they use bedskirts

and those whose drapes match their curtains. 

Pull the teeth out by the root

to taste the fruit,

but there is rot behind the tooth, 

and if you know what's good for you,

you'll leave it all behind. 

There's nothing left worth saving. 

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Reagan Replies
Cut the heart
to play the strings. 
Let the blood fill up the empty parts. 
If you're smart,
You'll take these things and leave.
This is no place for anyone
especially if they use bedskirts
and those whose drapes match their curtains. 

Pull the teeth out by the root
to taste the fruit,
but there is rot behind the tooth, 
and if you know what's good for you,
you'll leave it all behind. 
There's nothing left worth saving. 
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Reagan

The opponent begins: 

I built him strong

a seven foot juggernaut

a grey suited stranger

a red-eyed cloak and dagger.

Dreamed a beast

and nurtured him

gave him names

and grew him up 

took the time to talk

invest

dwell on futures

(nostalgia in reverse.)

Building him 

I knew every weakness.

I knew all the sore spots. 

Knew how 

to tell him no

until I saw he was doing all the growing 

on his own, 

and he's ever so big.

He can reach from my beginning

to the end of everything,

but he loves his mother.

He consumes me,

he loves me so much. 

So much 

he tells my thoughts where to go

and he'll never leave,

that he'll stay a part of me...

speak my words

and crack my bones 

and love me

to death. 

My mother used to say,

"I brought you in,

I can take you out."

I hope it really works that way.

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Reagan
The opponent begins: 

I built him strong
a seven foot juggernaut
a grey suited stranger
a red-eyed cloak and dagger.
Dreamed a beast
and nurtured him
gave him names
and grew him up 
took the time to talk
invest
dwell on futures
(nostalgia in reverse.)
Building him 
I knew every weakness.
I knew all the sore spots. 
Knew how 
to tell him no
until I saw he was doing all the growing 
on his own, 
and he's ever so big.
He can reach from my beginning
to the end of everything,
but he loves his mother.
He consumes me,
he loves me so much. 
So much 
he tells my thoughts where to go
and he'll never leave,
that he'll stay a part of me...
speak my words
and crack my bones 
and love me
to death. 
My mother used to say,
"I brought you in,
I can take you out."
I hope it really works that way.
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A Note to My Demons

You get

quiet

some days

and I wonder where you've gone

afraid of the return

with that part of my insides between my lungs and my stomach

because you always do. 

There's nowhere to hide from you

but you blanket me in nothingness

and coax me to the void. 

Molecular scale seduction.

Your truths are silk spider web tapestries

weaving sticky stories

so well designed

I can't look away.

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A Note to My Demons
You get
quiet
some days
and I wonder where you've gone
afraid of the return
with that part of my insides between my lungs and my stomach
because you always do. 
There's nowhere to hide from you
but you blanket me in nothingness
and coax me to the void. 
Molecular scale seduction.
Your truths are silk spider web tapestries
weaving sticky stories
so well designed
I can't look away.


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