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"
Ailing Vision
Sleep
is the obsession
of the insomniac
One in the morning
only alive asleep
waking an exercise
in chronic suffering
signs & light that
burns fragile eyeballs
bloodshot
night after night.
"
Harbinger Before Wake
Don’t look to the wall
don’t heed the crush
the sound echos
with the sick crumpling
of all that has ever wished or been.
Shatter around a fragile body-born.
Turn upward, gaze.
Turn to the skies,
lock with glittering orbits
and find the falling star.
Reach out, reach out,
to the embracing night,
and touch the promise
of the pallid moon.
The wreckage is nothing
but stardust now, and
Titania welcome you.
Chaos is below, quiet yawning above,
take a breath now, and torment no more.
Reach up, reach up!
Beyond the splitting,
to touch the points of light
the promise of all that’s up there.
"
Serpent
Tongue plump and sleek
as the serpent running
toward the expressive dimple
and crevasse of dark
ivy laden, secret places.
Buried, musky, plunging
into over-ripe fruit which
is at first overwhelming,
then is intoxicating,
tense, and maddening.
— Poetry : Serpent in the Garden, and all I got was this Apple. (click through to see three new poems) Aino’s Mirror
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The madness of Y2Kaveman’s guitar meets the moon-soaked ramblings of ByronicTwist in their new project: Gobbly Dog
(intro)
Baby it’s over.
It’s all gone.
Baby it’s over.
Now I’m gone.
Baby I ponder
where your wonders went.
Baby I wonder
have your golden eyes
wept?
(chorus 1)
Honey it’s the end of days.
Honey its where we change our ways
The road to hell is
paved with heaven’s to pay.
We wrote our novels (Golden apples)
in the summer,
Obituaries
In the winter,
Hand on her shoulder.
Black dog, inside her.
(chorus 2)
Little Girl you can’t play house
with your lack of security.
Little Girl you cant play house
with another personality.
Little girl.
Little girl.
Rusty treasure
in a heap of
forgotten pleasures.
Lost among the found.
Did you split yourself in two
with nothing else to do?
And these raptures that found me
never got to you!
Little girl.
Little girl.
Little girl!
Aino’s Mirror - Overhaul
Hello! I am MissSpite, also known as many names, who else loves that the internet makes you have SO many cool nicknames? Anway. I am here to let you know I’m shifting “Aino’s Mirror” over to an all-me fest, not just of Photograhy, but you will also see art, poems, sometimes dreams, and whatever else it is I’ve created and feel the need to share.
Do follow!
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I Was ByronicTwist Remix | CinnamonAndSpite
Byronic Twist can be found :@ Tumblr : http://www.byronictwist.tumblr.com
@ ReverbNation : http://www.reverbnation.com/byronictwist
