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      Backdeckbenny (Peter) wrote a new post

      crepe paper

      She lies therenaked, still,silentlegs parted like memory.Breasts fall sideways,eyes sealed,skin pale,blotched,creped,the blush long gone.We played this game often when skins were warmNowher skin is cold,I touch the silence.my Siren sleepsour long desirebreathes its last.ThenA thought enters my mindtravels down...

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      The Time has Come part 3 (Mother) The end

      I haven't been home in a while. It still looks the same. The fake facade that everything is bright and beautiful when the beauty is an illusion, hiding all the decay. Anyone who has a heightened sense of smell...

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      • Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent storytelling as always my friend. The final battle was intense. Seems like a bittersweet ending to me. Even in death the mother left a mark. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

        • Thank you, Damian. I thought about that even the evilest of parents may have one streak of kindness left.

      • Ouch’ that’s taking mother love a tad too far methinks .. Just who’s side are you on he asked? Matricide, she replied .. Just ripe for Halloween my queen🩸🖤🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🦇🦇😎👍

        • You are correct, my friend. I was trying my hand at writing darkness. lol I am not good at it, but it wrapped it up neatly. Thank you, <3

      • A very engaging story.
        Troubling and sinister.
        Regards James

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      Happy Halloween

      on syths and dark artistryvenom spilled and harlotryit is mystics gift to feel everything as the night deepens and dark descendsmy soul wanders my life to defendlooking at ghouls and madmenundefined creatures of the horde sanity kept deep withinmy sanctuary is...

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      look southward

      stir the spirit's mists then callit is callously you announce yourselftender of spirit I tune you outbreathing down my back thinking I won't bitecivility is for those civilhunted grace, I am guardedmortal grin then spityou're at war with yourself...

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      • Chère C.,
        A friend of mine wished me a blessed Friday.
        I’ve come to absorb your words, art work and waive half of her well wishes to you…

        Kind regards, Gus

      • On second thoughts:

        The compass points North.
        We call that orientation, but the orient is in the east.
        If I look west, there’s the North Sea
        So it’s only natural for me to look south, now and again. And again.

        I Love this…
        Your poem makes me wonder…
        Kind regards, Gus

      • Classy and scary. Such great craft from you. 🙂

      • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent dark write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

        • thank you dearest Damian for showing me love on even my blackened offerings ❤️

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      trip

      daydreaming in kaleidoscope colors fragments of my desires and yearningwho knows where today will lead molly static, mary jane calmfloating away, wait, trip I'm not on that shitwith memories I look backdays seemed easier then perhaps because I escaped on a...

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