None of them are deal breakers
The older I get love takes over
Whatever the person brings pray be fitting
March on request winter will have all of you in one sitting
Spike the digestion clear we are all gluttons
Coast is clear seaside seductive and bare
Sandy under the tree of denial near shore strike edge
What species of Devil soul revolves mercilessly within
Cold front forms and conspires from mountains
Mine is the eyes for sight
corrupted by oncoming ice
Crabs beat false armored chests
in the last of autumn's breath
Romance comes as maiden swings
placing merit in spontaneiety
Piece of me manifests but tides eat it all back
Bark of the tree sparks a chat
Under nourished mut peels it back
Unloved heart
Somewhere lost in the bough
A hole dug out passage into the rock
Down to leviathan
Ride it, believing and reaping downward
Look what you become
Lost and aimless seething
The older I get the more I become war
Absurdity lifts me, heavy vultures approach
Hounds howl and bark hoarse near the lapping
A hammer pounds that is my brain the crash of the waves
The virtuous merged and fused with the depraved
You crawl upon the ice and stand in the flurry
The beach head desolate
Kindling where the tree was
burnt rope from the old swing
Two axes clinging and sharpening each other in turn
The clash bang of the mortal clock
Lap lap of impotent ocean
Sway in dead breeze
wandering headless for a century or so
Repeat over through the stump of that bloody beach tree
Risen up inside the oncoming gray black
ride it up storm fall fitting
Passionate Sex with cloud splinter
Off purple arcs climactic
Fulmination of restless Gods
Soldiers frozen
Mine eyes see autumn gone
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