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Lycanarium Pilot

Humanity enters the human creation
To find itself torn apart
Shuffled
And ushered in by Ingenue's
Brilliant Manus
The Human Creation
Creating that which is not human
Not at all.

The foreword to the backstory...
I've glanced through every word
The blond eye grows blacker
The signs turn to
Something else...
Something sickening...
Something perfect...
The only something
That means
Everything.

The backswing
Swings back
As we make love to the floors
The flavor of a million lives
Summed up in a flicker of
Burn.
A fire that
Once ignited
Rages in the palm of her outstretched hand
The bluest of blues
And mimics the gold in an infected eye

Only this time...
Every time...
It will be
Exactly what I wanted.
Just this once...
She will be
Exactly as she was before.
Just this once...
I will lose sight of the ground
As the light fades anew.
Just this once...
I will love the taste of the dawn.

(Written June 15, 2005)


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Mannequins on Parade Lycanarium Pilot Blur In Her Absence Breaking Me Beautifully Cara Nueva Speaking in Stitches Silence Vivid Menstrual Hue M.T.A. Prodigal Son Warmth of An Other UKIAH One Queen	*Lycanarium Pilot* Humanity enters the human creation To find itself torn apart Shuffled And ushered in by Ingenue's Brilliant Manus The Human Creation Creating that which is not human Not at all. The foreword to the backstory... I've glanced through every word The blond eye grows blacker The signs turn to Something else... Something sickening... Something perfect... The only something That means Everything. The backswing Swings back As we make love to the floors The flavor of a million lives Summed up in a flicker of Burn. A fire that Once ignited Rages in the palm of her outstretched hand The bluest of blues And mimics the gold in an infected eye Only this time... Every time... It will be Exactly what I wanted. Just this once... She will be Exactly as she was before. Just this once... I will lose sight of the ground As the light fades anew. Just this once... I will love the taste of the dawn. (Written June 15, 2005)