I woke up wanton, a wretch
spewing up bits of my soul into a porcelain bowl...

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i moved back to the south...

Day stands atop its head
plum-faced and emasculated...

I saw a moon not quite
as full as you...

Most truthful creatures known to man
Actively living love, not raising one hand...

Behind gaping mouths await secrets,
Embedded in molars: untold gestures...

[EDITED] With great help from
*DarkSpirit. Thank you...

Light yawns in the womb of dawn,
spritzing the earth's skin with sticky citrus...

,
long sanded arms ignited by pale light...

I took a walk on dripping streets
With nighttime as my veil...

He opens his eyes
Without optical counterpart...

The air was flawed with soul-dirtied junction
Unfamiliar trees whose branches malfunction...