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Ecstasy Queen
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eastern beauty
ecstasy queen
the sapphire eyed beast
whose bare sighting buckles my knees
an apparition from the woods
spinning ballerina dressed in blue jeans
disrupts the pulse of my heartbeat
and makes it sound like
her spiral-shaped freckle nebula
sends my judgment on the run
she’ll dress my mind up as a jaguar
and let it loose throughout the hall
vanilla colored psycho dreamer
altered state of mind diehard fan
she’ll prescribe some pills to you
that’ll make you dance like
and she’ll disappear
like a black cat into the night
and she’ll try to steal
several hearts in a crowded bar
and she’ll fade away
like the sand in an hourglass
and she’ll lacerate
your heart with her naked hands
angelical countenance
with a devilish mindset
she can drink all of your blood like wine
and have your soul for dessert
Beatrix Kiddo impersonator
MDMA’s longtime friend
she’ll ride you like a trial bike
swinging her hips like
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Remember When
05:06
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remember when
we used to go
to the beach at night
to get drunk and high
and even though we never made love
I still think about those times a lot
I guess I’m not that obsessed with sex
sometimes
remember when
we found that cat
sleeping in the alley
looked like shit, covered with flies
we laid waste to those sons of bitches
and you gave him milk while
I drank wine and scratched his back
I wonder what he must be thinking about
probably you, too
and I wonder
where the hell does time go
yesterday I was a fucking kid
and now I’ve had cancer twice
I have to look out for a job
before my old man kicks me out
remember when
we were at your place
the afternoon that bird
crashed in your window
we were so high we thought
God was sending us signals
so we hid under the bed
outta the reach of God
and even real beings like you sister
in the room below
remember when
we used to go
to the beach at night
to get drunk and high
we would bring a towel so
we wouldn’t get our asses full of sand
but one day I forgot mine so we used yours
and we were so close
I really miss that
and I wonder
where the hell does time go
yesterday I was a fucking kid
and now I’ve had cancer twice
I have to look out for a job
before my old man kicks me out
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Nina
04:24
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Nina, slow dancing in the shadows of a party
that’s about to end
you call me with your gaze, knowing the rules of the game
which you want to play
and i behoove, what could i do? as if there was an option that did not involve
following you
as if there was a life to be lived carrying the weight of the regret
of not even trying
Nina, you know i’m not a dancer but if you insist i don’t mind
being taught by you
and as you put my hand in your back i can’t help but wonder
how far could it go
we move through the room, tiptoeing around the drunks
who are laying on the floor
like a two headed cat with a bird in its mind, trying
not to make a noise
a step in the sand, your hand next to mine
a vision, a trace
try not to forget
the dance of the seagull, the tango of the waves
the deafening silence
a forbidden exchange
New York in the winter, stolen Chardonnay
a prayer, a window
your red negligee
saxophone romance, Russian roulette
coke in the bathroom
remember my name
Nina
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sunny day, she lies awake as the rays of sun ignite her face
400 dreams about a place, a thousand graves, a vacuum space
unmatching socks on a feetless child
the wheelchair squeaks, her mother sighs
a dog runs loose between the pines
but the wind still carries your scent of lime
seven sisters got out of bed, seven caps, one for each head
a daily procession, a cyclic mirage, the youngest the first, the oldest the last
a pair of gloves in a wooden box
a scream arises as a gun goes off
the microwave dings but there’s nothing inside
but the wind still cries your name every night
there’s water on Mars, or that’s what they say, it might’ve gotten there on a rainy day
400 suns, all of them in shades, are stalking you from outer space
Saturn’s rings got replaced by an ad
in which an elder woman wears a funny hat
the galaxy’s ritziest amusement park
but the popcorn the sell reminds me of your eyes
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Hannah walks across the street staring at her feet
her long legs, growing out of her skirt, avoid the puddles with ease
the cars pass by, splitting the night in half with their bright headlights
she knocks on a door from which emerges a voice: “it’s open, come inside”
Mark awaits lying on his couch, his socks are brown
as Hannah hangs her coat, he gets up, puts some music on
she opens her purse and reaches within for two Buddha-shaped pills
they swallow them both, easing them up with some rum, and they lay on their backs
and everything makes more sense than it has ever made
her porcelain soft skin on the sheets of his unmade bed
the path of his fingertips in their way through Hannah’s hair
and those sneaky goose bumps as they get hit by wave after wave
a narcotic waltz, a slow-mo dance disrupts the shape of time
his hands on her waist, a necklace of arms hung from their subtle sway
her black amber eyes, a crystal swamp, an onyx suicide
reflecting Mark’s face as he gazes upon her dangling locks of hair
and everything makes more sense than it has ever made
her porcelain soft skin on the sheets of his unmade bed
the path of his fingertips in their route through Hannah’s hair
and those sneaky goose bumps as they get hit by wave after wave
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trickling down my silver flask
those drops of gin, they did not last
as the rain poured on me
and the moon gazed straight into my left eye
so I hid underneath the arch
you know, where we used to fool around, those old times
and it’s almost as if you were here again
wrapped into my arms
with a bottle of wine
jingling by our side
I know it’s late
and I’ve had too much
to be fair, these days
I’ve been driving way too fast
tailgating your memories
so they yield the fast lane and let me pass
and yes, I’m aware
it’s been a while
since the dawning sun
last projected our shadows
upon the beach’s
crystal dust sand
but anyways, I’m rambling on
I guess that what I mean
is that, lately,
you’ve been hanging around my thoughts
so maybe you’ll feel inclined to gimme a call
when you hear this idiot babbling out of your phone
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