I retreated to nurse my wounds
But never returned to claim my throne.
I awoke 28 years later,
Alone in the sterile hospital,
Rat tattered clothes with a permanent hanger crease
But no one can tell in the dark.
I drift out in the crowds,
I sift out the crowds,
Panning for shimmering shards
Of humanity.
Once I have accumulated
Enough wealth, I can
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And the confession begin?
I was recently a poem,
Height of feeling & being,
Apex existence experience,
Pure energy, fueled by
Sunshine & drum machines.
What is my confession?
Or am I one? The dark
Matters the universe
Prefers to hide,
I shall be that utterance,
Proud proclamation.

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Perhaps I'm a dork.
J/k I'm a dork.
I'm a tiefling
Ranger named
Jorianna Despair.
But you still like me.
I kissed you earlier.
I was on a lovely cocktail
And wanted your cock nailing
Me to the floor.
I'm on the floor.
Besotted and googly.
I'd ask if you'd have me,
But I give you no choice.

"Jesus Christ"
Is the phrase I utter
Underneath you.
It’s weird
Because
I say it when
My brain is
Completely empty.
My body, desperate,
Fires to my skull.
There are about
10 or 12
Words to choose
From. It's gambling.
What will you earn?

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