My Algebra of Dreams

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her dangerous perfume

it was the
summer of my
inflamed heart
when
she
arrived bearing
toxins -

… and she played
magic
flutes
for
the
moon and captured
dreams
with thoughts
of passion - like
subtle sacraments
for the
lonely … and

her dangerous
perfume
swam …
like
a
shark … in the dark

… and i was lured
and drank
her … poisonous
breath - the fatal divine essence

of cruelty -

soon i began to
walk this dreary
path
where i followed
the scent
of her
breath into the nights
of hell
of sin
of shadows … and

thorns pricked
my heart
with
generosity as my
soul
waltzed its way
to the sun
to burn
as if
hell
was
not made for me -

here … now
i rest
in the asylum … living
forever in gloomy dreams.

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