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An alabaster calla lily blooms out of my belly button,
I pull on its vines to remove its roots,
but I only end up more tightly wound
in ribbons of green and of sorrow,
and now I'm sleeping more than I wake,
because I dream of wolverines, long dresses,  
and old buildings collapsing like old people,
I can't look away nor can I open my nighttime eyes,
I live in a world of hedonistic passion,
one where we consume salamander hearts
just as much as we consume each other.
Some bits of dreams mixed with pieces of reality, but I'm not always sure which is which.
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Lukuul Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Amazing. Simply brilliant.
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blackdahlia911 Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2012
Thank you :heart:
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