ONElia AVElar Poems

In exotic colonies
of pagan thoughts
my consciousness
is desperate roaming
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on some level we all
are aggregations of cells
like prisons
if life after death exsists
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In the darkness of an empty entrance
A female voice said:
Follow me upstairs…
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between the lines are words
you have to be aware
some say the truth is there
my thoughts are washed and fresh
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Fake verbal crystal sugar i was fed
before i knew of you; your honey words
like golden liquid fill my head;
now i am starving for this flavoured blend;
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A dream about a kiss
of another man
fell slowly like a leaf
between two bodies,
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There was a time
when single word of her
was valued more
than barrel petrol
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A face
emerged again from space...
Time,
a distorting soulless mirror
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Huddled up in the cloister of her hair
beyond red lips her teeth - white rosary
It's all she needs to be a nun in privacy.
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