People look at Emily Dickinson And think it's amazing That so many great poems Could be written by §omeone Trapped in a single room And wonder what §he could Have written if given The freedom §he deserved Unaware that there are many Great Poets out there now Living their Life - Free From the Prison … Continue reading The Prison of the Pen (Emily Dickinson)
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§pektor’s §pell∿Book (§trange∿Grammar)
Free to go but don't feel Like a citizen of Liberty Rather like I Am locked N Иü∿¶rison built inside of Me when I was not looking Construction's vibrations Which shook Me like magic Materialized N my Witch's Eyes, like sugar surprise Slipping by disguise eyes Opened eyelids caught Now N Curiosity & Questioning §trange∿Grammar … Continue reading §pektor’s §pell∿Book (§trange∿Grammar)
Checkerboard Painted Nails (Forget Not Her Lies)
The corner of hallway D-12 4 blue B chasing, only C 3 Then Blond hair, pink girl Whö twirls Truths with Her Crossed fingers, checkered Patterns paint her nails & She looks familiar but not Quite sure, & now taking Ü On a whirl И gold wind yet Trying oh-so hard 2 make Ü Fold … Continue reading Checkerboard Painted Nails (Forget Not Her Lies)
Liminal §leep Paralysis (Bone Thrones) <closeted Skelton>
In too deep as I keep Sinking like Иü~§tone A11 alone, in my keep Like closet skeletons Bones broken and bent To look like a Throne As I Am watching with Watering eyes, inside 2 disguise 4 why Home Looks like §üM~Prison Where criminals atone https://open.spotify.com/track/0YjQPRYvbbGqBdpRL5QAsL?si=TwBLsqtzQViomKhr_bybPQ&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/1Fcl0NpPPx7YCUSmQFRUEe?si=n0D8VOdoQtGZbYlbMDnfEA&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/6JliUxKB8QP1waRQQ03dDU?si=FvUeUphbSqK_B8p1ihgBHA&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/7BMO7O7ImjV8HNTH74Tshv?si=Ekaswy47SgmSZ2d04qC1lw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/0PefLAb6xynQrXjvVqfzjc?si=a-v8RwNhRge-PaluGCqi1A&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/0lc70Jh2s1iOMuv9XIEhFy?si=4jH5OK8lTS-pbtwPQjgnJw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/1zsbPstcJxnY0zuKFFOKKZ?si=IWiepE86TdStTIiquyzvew&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/2qilWSK1NghY5h5ZUKpM4l?si=gt1JhX1FR4CtUIRRKGXOIw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/18ohWhzbMCynq5QJ68ifkW?si=llRsJM5lSNG9ueiBf1dc5w&utm_source=copy-link
Lemonade Stands [Иü⌁@®©ΛDΣ]
Racist nations ration education To continue dividing generation After generation ~ then sending Them ADHD~KIDS to concentration Camps and lighting them up like Autistic lamps in flowing fires For ignition of Scarlett's pain Like menstruation cramps.Period Hard stop like when cornered by ⌁crooked⌁cops off the clock who Be taking this way too far past What … Continue reading Lemonade Stands [Иü⌁@®©ΛDΣ]
Imprisoning Divinity
What demons & other Immortals Oh~so often forget about them Mortals Whö be И pre~arranged Marriages with Death & riding Storms with the Doors, inside Carnate carriages, §üM~Divine Disparages journeys which end As if a Witch in 17th century Salem or a Stallion Whö won't Let anyone train him ~ forgot How although to be … Continue reading Imprisoning Divinity
Crown of Tungsten Thorns <{§><©}>
Purgatory be Processēs producing Pretend~Perfections pardoning my Perverted~Pastors illuminated by Baal's black light but Lost like Podiums provided to preach Found Perpendicular to Иü~Pearly~Gate§ Near pretend Purple~Plastic lake Whose Pyrite~Fate be Late ~ fake As promise of orange & blue cake Or placemat 2 place Imperfection Like my garbage: recycle & waste 4 faces separating … Continue reading Crown of Tungsten Thorns <{§><©}>
Isn’t 4
School isn't 4 smart people Church isn't 4 good people Prison isn't 4 bad people Heaven isn't 4 my people
Miu~Miu’s Prison Booth
The memories that I'm missing Were stolen when Miu~Miu went Fishing 4 fish in a barrel so To never let Ü know more than The 3 that are left within Me So as I write to right wrongs Left within until when what's Written is smitten with Truth & lets Me escape Prison Booth
Bone Mission
Must get ahold of that bone inside My prison of stone and the unknown That had formed A11 alone although Caused grass to grow like flowered Flow that glowed green like a mean Kid stowed in the tree trunks with Gunk that stunk worse than a skunk
Prison 4
I Am the Prison 4 those transient Spirits Whö fear death & so smoke Meth then think that they're Seth When really R messes made by Beth Whö said 1 + 1 = A11 in your head









