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Gaslight Envy
by nanza on Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:22 am
colored lights streaming down fog textured avenues
time to get half naked and dance
sweat equity
still can't empty my mind
it's Gaslight Envy...to fall across the street for JAZZ
new day..new music..new energy..old possibilities in my pockets
my eyelids are heavy with nightlife's futility
time to get half naked and dance
sweat equity
still can't empty my mind
it's Gaslight Envy...to fall across the street for JAZZ
new day..new music..new energy..old possibilities in my pockets
my eyelids are heavy with nightlife's futility

Twopence
by nanza on Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:20 am
i don't care twopence
for writhing bodies
in mesh black t-shirts
rubbing up against me
in bars dark corners
and light splash dance floors
or hands that play
tic tac toe between my thighs
faces shoved close
with 5 o clock shadows
and teeth that gleam
with wolfen grace
chest's that press
hard my silicone
knees eager to push
between my own legs
the mob event set rolling
to the DJ's sound wave
a hissing snarling vocal beast
drowning out a still small voice
that sets my brain ablaze
for writhing bodies
in mesh black t-shirts
rubbing up against me
in bars dark corners
and light splash dance floors
or hands that play
tic tac toe between my thighs
faces shoved close
with 5 o clock shadows
and teeth that gleam
with wolfen grace
chest's that press
hard my silicone
knees eager to push
between my own legs
the mob event set rolling
to the DJ's sound wave
a hissing snarling vocal beast
drowning out a still small voice
that sets my brain ablaze

A Need
by nanza on Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:17 am
I need to drop
shaken to the core
into feather beds awaiting
my carnal nature's
sumptuous demise
shaken to the core
into feather beds awaiting
my carnal nature's
sumptuous demise

rotting Fruit
by nanza on Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:16 am
dreams ripen like fruit
left unpicked
they rot and die
REQUIEM
left unpicked
they rot and die
REQUIEM

When
by nanza on Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:14 am
when didst thou turn into her light
was it day or was it night
did you find her or did she find you
did she recognize your mirror hue
or did she think thou were't her sun
that your forbearance had shone her one
never knowing that in her flight
that she brought day into your nite
she sat a sculptress at her forming clay
"thinking "what shall i make this sultry day"
"a dark tall GOD to come my way"
"i must give him all the clues"
"cover him with mirrored hues"
"they'll be so bright that i can see"
"all the special different parts of me"
"places always known will seem brand new"
"then I'll give him the credit"
"is it not his due"?
"no matter that his Monkey trove"
"was never worth the love i showed"
"I've captured new life it's essence in"
"his firefly bottle is so bright and twinkling"
"i couldn't take my eyes away"
"it had been so long since i felt this way"
this joy
this pain
these sighs
this mirth
this wonderment
this catch my breath enlivened earth
then suddenly beneath my feet
the landed gentry rose and sought to meet
a wunderkin
a source elite
my feet strided out ahead of me
with the kind of courage that could set me free
tomorrow never felt so true
and yesterday had become brand new
my laughter burbled like a brook
and frankly that was all it took
for me to seal my own real doom
and let you think you'd
found all of this within my room
that is 'til now when the play is done
the curtains drawn and down and no recompense
and i the narrator must stand so tall
in front of it and tell you all
that i was never as it seemed
in her quite beautiful and comely dream
regardless of my varied dress
in furs some days
white tie the next
i was just the appreciative audience
never really more nor less
was it day or was it night
did you find her or did she find you
did she recognize your mirror hue
or did she think thou were't her sun
that your forbearance had shone her one
never knowing that in her flight
that she brought day into your nite
she sat a sculptress at her forming clay
"thinking "what shall i make this sultry day"
"a dark tall GOD to come my way"
"i must give him all the clues"
"cover him with mirrored hues"
"they'll be so bright that i can see"
"all the special different parts of me"
"places always known will seem brand new"
"then I'll give him the credit"
"is it not his due"?
"no matter that his Monkey trove"
"was never worth the love i showed"
"I've captured new life it's essence in"
"his firefly bottle is so bright and twinkling"
"i couldn't take my eyes away"
"it had been so long since i felt this way"
this joy
this pain
these sighs
this mirth
this wonderment
this catch my breath enlivened earth
then suddenly beneath my feet
the landed gentry rose and sought to meet
a wunderkin
a source elite
my feet strided out ahead of me
with the kind of courage that could set me free
tomorrow never felt so true
and yesterday had become brand new
my laughter burbled like a brook
and frankly that was all it took
for me to seal my own real doom
and let you think you'd
found all of this within my room
that is 'til now when the play is done
the curtains drawn and down and no recompense
and i the narrator must stand so tall
in front of it and tell you all
that i was never as it seemed
in her quite beautiful and comely dream
regardless of my varied dress
in furs some days
white tie the next
i was just the appreciative audience
never really more nor less


July 2009
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