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[Rock]

The cherry ooze of liquid lights tantalize my eyes.
A livid squirm of hot blood melds in my blood stream
the ghost of Christmas past's memories assailing me with
white, snowy thoughts against brazen chest's of childish emotions
we dress in and act to forget.
Like that black cloistered church coat worn,
against the priest's frock skirting over our heads down the pews
like clouds of misty mischief pointed at the ceiling
heads relecting dreams cautioned by belief this blizzard of blindness, unbelief I squirm to free myself now it's midnight.

Christmas all over again, my body, risen from the drools of kissing
goodbyes
and lips lavished with lipstick-love I can't kiss
The icicles hanging in eyes holding with frozen grips our hands.
Now slipping into the street's somnolence toward somewhere
The square faces plastered on billboards make me crawl
beneath the rock i crawled out of the moonlight of myself,
the toad humanity, home again hopping happily.