Starfish

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What’s hard enough to chip a diamond?

I don’t know, but I’m pretty cracked.

Yet I have learned to refract

trials and tribulations

into ROY-G-BIV’s of hope and celebration.

Yes I’m cracked, but my code remains secure.

Sometimes I’m inclined to pick the blue pill, others the red.

However, in my head, and maybe yours, objective correctness is often obscure.

Jezebel:

the stench of whoredom - I never will forget the smell.

Jezebel:

 I scream, you scream, we all scream at the pearly gates of our self-inflicted hell.

Universal inferno.

Disco in my ovaries – I am her surrogate.

I feel her demons move inside of me.

I’ve got blood over my doorway cracked like old paint.

But old saints

are nothing but some brand new sinners.

Judge me.

It’s taken me 8 squares to turn this pawn into a queen.

It’s taken me darn near 20 years to turn this silver into green.

It’s taking me 1,2,3,4 more to turn this pen into a degree,

So do you really think I have time to care about what you think of me?

You can’t shake me, you can’t stir me,

And your whining won’t deter me,

And your hatred won’t disturb me,

But you may turn up the fury

of the furnace where my iron bars are made into weapons of mass destruction.

Literary eruption, burying corruption in the

Ashes; the ashes turn to

dust; the dust

suffocates the wicked and buries the unjust.

But the Breath of Life’s given to me.

I am asphyxiation free.

I shall inhale for eternity.

Immortal to my enemies.

My energy is boiling veins and frying brains and breaking chains

Like Django -  avenge the slain.

Utopia: the Empress reigns.

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