March 2012
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New
By Aaron Brammeier
To My Friend and Brother Jacob Atchley, and my new family The Church at Martinsburg
shoes grazed the carpeted floor as I walked into a room
where musical notes and voices of worship sped through the air
crashing against the wall that separates us from Heaven
something I thought no longer existed
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my dormant heart
19 years...
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Running After The Moon
I traced your curves in the moonlight
shedding its penitential memories onto the sheets
retina’s vibrated and collapsed
as my dry lips reached forward
alcohol steamed from my pores
wondering if dreams could tell me the things
I never could imagine in memory
warm lips leached the cold from the nerves in my spine
and ducts closed themselves off
until my heart wrapped its clever...
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Small Uni-verse
Gaze at stars through lines
traced upon the black canvas
feeling alone, without rest
finding nothing but vast emptiness
as words hover into still fog
of peculier noxious desire
unimportant, like the grass
trodden underfoot
lay kisses of delight, as crumbs fall from gastric stomachs
cities fell like pillars of dust
we are unmade
numbers crammed into white pages of souls
figuring out the...
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Flash Hate
slap the fuck
big blonde bimbo
no talk, no speak
degrade our moving mouths
by silence of painstaking
indifference
© Aaron Brammeier
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Fixate
conscious ghosts of white upon grey matter
creasing out membrane into the floral acidity
within the crushed grounds
whose aroma screams warmth of blood level increase
that hearts pumped wastful intoxication
craving the necks of ropes
who stretch thoughts deep into our
scaffold like patterns
wondering if we could return
to the sensation of war
while droplets fell from the sky
awakening...
