Sibilance-

Sadness warps the faces of infinity
Slaves of enchanted soft semantics
grace the skin of silent sedatives
Romance sprawled through fingers spread
and sunshine force-fed past tangled threads
of unlocked psycho-synthesis intruding sage.

Courtney Roach
January 7-8, 2008

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Potions-

Generations run on poison
Aid amphetamines through these prophecies
Such addictions fascinate us.

Courtney Roach
January 2008

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Missing You-

Self-inflicted passion
soothes the lonesome broken heart
of which you hear the sickly ticking
still reminding you of him.

Courtney Roach
January 21, 2009