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    the shapeshifters' star drifter




    just when you think
    you're understood,
    you are not

    just when you think
    it came for free,
    it was bought

    just when you think,
    of your "seek", you were sought
    comes the painful reality
    quite possible,
    you registered slightly above an afterthought

    just when you know
    where you are going, you are lost

    just when you know
    soul security, it is tossed
    just when you know
    you know nothing at all
    comes the altering awareness
    of "the fury", in the fall

    just when you see
    the light of hope, for what it is
    arrives the morning, you awaken
    you did not get your wish

    just when you see
    what it's like to have worth
    comes the moment, heart struck
    you find yourself haunted and hurt

    just when you see
    all the success all around you
    comes the reality of so much suffering
    to diffuse, destroy, dumbfound you

    just when you hear,
    the words, drenched, in love
    that you've dreamed of
    comes the truth, inescapable,
    they will never be enough

    just when you hear
    the gift, in silent calm, that you long
    comes the hammer of chaos,
    noise of "nothingness" talk

    just when you hear
    with your heart, not your ears
    arrives the outpouring
    of all your hidden wounds, demons, fears

    just when you become
    all too capable, casual
    in your walking, wading in 'the numb"
    comes another, to pierce you
    make you feel something, skin "stung"

    just when you belong
    to a perception, you are confident
    comes an opinion, opined
    to tell you something's wrong with it

    just when you believe
    in the gift, more of give, less recieve
    comes the "taken", used and stolen
    parts of you, robbed, you will spend a lifetime, to retrieve

    and

    just when you happen,
    to realize, all of these things
    are part of a being, called human
    (on the inside, no strings)
    you will walk alone,
    forever changed,

    you are a stranger here,
    in the wonder of when?
    with nothing left to prove then...

    in the shadow and shapeshift,
    of
    "him,"



    5 may 2019
    ringwald love










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    head cases for soul traces

    head cases for soul traces
    mind races for deep embraces

    thought oceans, rich and complex
    drown darlings, of the psyche, perplex

    aphrodisiac, brilliant mind
    labyrinthian  lovers,
    the "thinking thought" kind.

    neurotic, symbolic
    sensual, hypnotic
    fire for the frolic
    mesmerize, melancholic

    word exchange
    for the love arrange
    want of change
    of "the average", estranged

    syllables, speak
    the sexual peak
    of heaven inside my sought, your seek

    touch-less and timeless
    forever, not, this "you'll be mine-ness"

    banter, behoove-ment
    insights, improvements

    eyelids frame insides
    your captivate, my fascinate

    your maze, entrance, on a higher erotic
    this haze, stunned for stung, this longing, symbiotic

    psychotic?
    i...don't...think..so...
    just the more you do , and do not, show
    the more i glow and the less i know

    what to make of you
    before my eyes
    and the quiver within these enlivened soul cries
    that hold the key to my self protective, locked thighs

    that want to spread
    you got in my head
    and want to behold
    your prominent pulsate, towering, untold

    my.god.
    you are so striking to witness
    and even more so, to take in, prove surrendered, resistless

    to the depths of your divine, incredible mind
    within those haunting, heart drenched, man eyes.

    captured, 'stockholmed"
    and "syndromed"

    within this encapsulate of "we",
    captor of rapture,
    love.me.



    2014 ringwald love