Mimi Bordeaux

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Dig deep deeper — never good enough — no the psych won’t open up just for anyone — you have to be a special kind of person — one so scarred that even the track marks don’t show. Wear tear bare it well — tolerate the tension dread devil dog…

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I came down to open up the doors of perception

To see if it really worked

I was feeling better today

That nagging, fear of life dissipation

Going, going, not quite gone yet

Pierce your nipple — feel the pain

Belly button doesn’t have any to match

Soft supple…

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something in the eye — caught up in the blue/black retina –a-rolling spit on the mouth –drack dack whack up pull up the trousers first –something in the arm–fit nicely– black blood emerging up into freeze– out now our time to catch the breeze –gaunt leaning towards this loose fit…

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She moves like a contortionist back twisting slim as a ballet dancer — my sweet Vampyra Victoria — over and under we explore each other — a-twisting wildly to the music — legs askew folding under collapse in sweet surrender over whimsical touching — sucking my blood to my delight…

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Mimi Bordeaux

Mimi Bordeaux

Renegade of prose_+ creation of the troubled mentor-= abyss sinking memory flowing through subconscious mind: it's the dreamland coming:+