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07-31-08, 10:34 PM
Poem I

It is just your face
that I place
on a faceless dream.
Anything else is my imagination.
simply swimming, happily, magically
into your greenish pools
beneath your stubbly visage.

The rest,
I fill in daily.
A simulation of warmth,
my own apparition of fire
rising from the ashes
of this drenched, soiled soul.
It is just your face
to a faceless dream.

Dream surgeons would be lovely
would they not?
Your face would be scraped away.
Tossed aside
with all the tainted pricks
and blood that sours
this life
I wish only were a dream.