The Compromise of Desire
Poetry Microdose: Day Twenty-Seven
my wings are nothing but little machines, you should
pluck them erotically & use their curves as frames.
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what are these thorn-like things pumping
through my veins? my decision, free of desire,
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was pure compromise. there was nothing left.
what is free of desire? describe the desire of compromise.
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now, you may feed me the masochistic thorns of dead
roses & dismantle this catatonic ecstasy you call love.
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give me a little injection of melody. this radiophonic
wind is the voice of rhythm. push them in, pierce
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my skin & squeeze exactly seven drops of blood.
a terrified pleasure, a ritualistic pulse, rushes in.
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Stevi-Lee Alver is an Australian writer and tattoo artist. She lives in the middle of Brazil with her wife. She loves bush walks and waterfalls but misses the ocean.
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Stevi-Lee Alver
Australian writer and tattoo artist based in Brazil. 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
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You poetry is always so surreal! 😊✨ A great job.