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Thursday, September 2, 2004

Night as a Womb
The current mood of dilapoid at www.imood.com
night grows as a womb
going back in and soon
this fetus’s one i knew
could it’ve been you?
darkness is a light
the sun’s bright
out the window
we’re like moths to the flame
my lighter has oil
put your hands in this soil
look up at the moon
see the flowers bloom
this fetus’s one i knew
this night i see, going back
going through
pushing down
and up against you
my wings’re wire
burning in the fire
in my head night’s growing
the bones’re showing
the flesh is going
not what i was before
the dark is the door
open it up and step in
with your feet on that floor
take those shoes off
don’t wear them in here
let’s go to the fire
it’s nice and warm
we’re suns
the moon’s the saddest thing i ever seen
crying those lunar tears
the night’s the best queen
reigning over this land
she covers it all in her dress
wears it with a bra
this’s the darkest i ever saw
the stars are full of brawn
the universe is diverse
deathly pale
i’d like to build myself a ship
and sail
go out there
i’d take you with
the black lip
she would carry us through
in her
we’d go in shadow
it’d be shallow
we’d wallow in the mire
we’d never tire
forever and ever
the night growing in its carriage
cooing with cries
feeding on the weary
dreaming with the dreary
eating with the leery
all the while teary
rivers in the abyss
the night crushing fist
never can resist
this night growing as a cancer
malignant dancer
open tempt
to think we could’ve slept
i’d rather have kept
my eyes open to her form
staying in her dorm
she’s everything
without her it seems too bright
she’s tight
it’s loose without her
abuse without her
the day is too long
it bruises me
so night’ll grow with me
she’ll be born when i say
better to have it that way
could this fetus’ve been you?
could it’ve ever gotten bigger?
the stars are brawn tonight
tough and ready for the fight
but over the ridge i see the light
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