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Air Conditional It
was one of those
sultry summer sufferings

salt
on the skin
sulfur
in the wind

and every uncased candle
sagged
  leaning to see how the butter on the counter was making out.

At a thousand degrees
SatYourRated Fat
while our comparative waxes boiled

Your hopping fly
to my sticky eye

where all of a sudden
yellow
is a bad color for a kitchen

Sweaty couples
in ignitable puddles
were boats without rudders

The Blue Abyss
missed us

ANY  match would be lethal in this weather
Earth's Rotation.

a low watt fire hazard
within thin, thin glass ...

she
is the last of the utility bulbs
pedestaled upside-down from a rusted, swinging socket

flickering when it rains
drying you into stains

still dutifully
outlining the edges of where you are
in cyclic revolution

you've come to a place where you now smile up at her
and  your leaking roof

.
Angel-SpeakIt isn't right
throwing a child in the river
without their coat
and without their keeper

without artistic merit
in your last words to either of them.

It isn't right that you would cover their faces
so...

     tightly.

It isn't right
that you waited til night
when Sturgeons would be
nearest to this treat

while the moon is huge and you without a camera
or your wine.

It isn't right
that you do any of this ~
even cleaning your nails
or nursing your fist

especially when you'll get no credit for it.

.
Crumbling Conversations"It is something to know ~ that a penis in tow,
and an arm
are very, very different...

neither
is the measure
of a master creator
a long waving stave of divinity.",

the matriarch said,

baring a strangle hold
on the wrangled mould
as she spoke to the Tiny Hiney Man.

Clearly a 'Ms. Under'... standing heeled and balanced in the cracks

Hiney Man looked on
as mustaches were hard to come by, and not every noble nose could afford one.

"And where there are pussies, there's milk, I assure
the kind that kittens with mittens adore...",

the matriarch finally felt fit to admit
as the crowd failed to roar
and the bulb never lit.

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First EVER
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(boy, THAT took long enough - MY bad)

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*keyanadrake Mar 14, 2012  Professional Writer
Like life. Life isn't the shit we have or the crap we do, but just breathing.
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*TheMadMulatto Mar 14, 2012
Breathing and ...cackling. ;)
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*keyanadrake Mar 14, 2012  Professional Writer
:lmao: Yus! And cackling! XD :hug:
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`OfOneSoul Mar 13, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
This is very badass, I love all of the different elements and blue tones. Lovely piece :dance:
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*TheMadMulatto Mar 14, 2012
Thanks! I had a badass partner ;)
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`OfOneSoul Mar 14, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
You are most welcome :smooch:
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Mood: Joy *Immy-is-Thinking Mar 7, 2012
:eye: :heart: you laydee :huggle:
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*TheMadMulatto Mar 9, 2012
Couldn't have done it - or rather A LOT OF THINGS
without ya. ;)
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*Immy-is-Thinking Mar 15, 2012
:tighthug::huggle: same to you hun. I am so behind here, been running around like a blue-arsed moot badger with a toothache. Hope we can catch up on some gin-soaked stories soon xxx
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*TheMadMulatto Mar 16, 2012
:wtf:
Get that badger outta here!!
He's the reason we're always running out of gin!! :shakefist:
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