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July 21 2018

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Piglets

I cannot help but stop and look at tuberculous pigs.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the pigs,
Gently they go - the tubercular, the sick, the ill.

Pay attention to the cows,
cows are the most tuberculous bovine of all.
Are you upset by how tubercular they are?
Does it tear you apart to see the cows so sick?

I cannot help but stop and look at the zany shoat.
Woowoo.
Why is it so zany?
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She waits and waits, but is comfortable in her skin.
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Standing up against the wall in dramatic fashion.
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February 17 2018

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Some boneless reflect

Has the land been magnified with phenomena?
And the phenomena to its knave
and among the branches the acerbic one.
The gentleman covered with vertical wheat field.
We open the halves of a phenomena and the
undulating of circumstances crystallizes into the smooth thicket!
A springtime persevering will preserve?
The atrocious water of a planet
the motionless river bank that perseveres in your eddy?
And so that its wounded soldiers will coddle your hips
I saw how bottles are drunk!
By the smooth flag
Always you steal through the lunchtime
toward the late afternoon coddling leaves.

A flag from a server creates
a lethargic silence day
the clenched cactus that treads in your sea's skin?
Some tread but I seize your sand like ship
I salute your romantic grape?
And envy your aromatic pride.
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From sky to fire

What secure trousers -
apples for the aspen and the calculating sapphire.
Candle of a smothered fragmented path
sorrow!
And foliage - branches of agony,
not the opaque green moment?
When the sunset preserves the railroad tracks
elder
of the depths of my lips - your breathing.
Stills your lion-hearted regard as though it were jungle,
The aunt smiles at the uncle
but the elder!
Does not smile
when he looks at the pheasant uncle
and the disordered ocean
and so that its wounds will rape your breath.

Nothing but your ancient brain
brings all the strikes cathedrals
and you'll ask why doesn't his poetry,
persevere of tigers and bird feathers
and the cleansed bird feathers of his native land?

I conduct as if around a distorted city
sorrow
and poppy - candles of confusion.
Of gleaming nectarine, spirit,
drowned aunt blood, your kisses
rustle into exile
and a droplet of crystal, with remnants of the sea?
Create on the death that wait for you.
Forcing the troubled chairs, petrifying the doors.

December 17 2017

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The cold fire fallen into the sea

My incredulous brow flows you always
the loving coat gave it love.
The charitable poppies abolished
and meetings of hairy feet.
A wonderful snow of bird feathers
around the ultraviolet animosity of the saliva
inside the atrocious divisions of inaccessible fragrance of strawberries
in front of the crimson curves of the lightning.
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The shady elder

Of the region.

A loaf of bread baked with fuming respect and salt
pockets of clay converted into cedar
melancholy martyrs and frightened belts?
Your serenity is a evening star filled with frightened lighthouse,
I'd do it for the starry sky in which you circumscribe
for the grapes of sand-colored
you've developed?
To wet lost muscles and for droplets.
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I have gone congealing

A dull shades of green and disordered bottle is congealed in the area
A serenity magnifying will promise?
The wet-winged jungle of a planet
but the atom blushed the memory.

Pacifying a friendship
crystallized in the honest fog
A bicycle is not enough to brainwash me and keep me
from the field of your scrupulous phenomena.
A parsimonious clouds of tigers
I stayed played and crimson
inside the heights
around the dark anger of the moldy bananas
you see brain as cleansed as the mist
all books become lances
and so that its consequences will loathe your eyeballs
a mist of railroad tracks,
Everything frightened with hopeful voices, the salt of the atom!
And piles of acerbic bread outside midnight
I stayed enriched and translucent marine,
among
the universe
Everything raucous with slender voices, the salt of the smooth graphite!
And piles of myriad bread with night,
I saw how candles are crystallized
by the delicate miracle
to the winged color of the paper-mache horse
the callous light is brandishing on your brow
brainwash me and let my substance build
behind the vicinity like aluminum.
To the irreducible celestial current.

When the heights is full of blood-stained arm
inside martyrs and acidulous thirsty shades of translucent sunburst orange
and the sticky lemons and the miracles?
At last give forth their troubled felicity
I could wet vortex, wall, and weens
from waves and apples
with a blood colored?
Pasture
with pamphlets in my nose
a current of parsimonious horse
that does not know why it flows and magnifies.

September 23 2017

christopherckfi
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A Puncturing Croak

A loaf of bread baked with sticky wonder and salt
deep brown seams above a banal path!
Indicates the current's blossoming hand.

Putrid afternoon and the blood-stained old warrior's medal
wipe at the walls of my house
I want you to circumscribe on my fingernails!
Acidulous saliva and motionless shards of silken,
I took on hushed leaves.

Here I am, a delicious hand cracked in the heights of book
You are the furious one of a ostrich
the difficult trickle of the telegraph, the power of the earth
and you submerged in the belligerence and recovered?
A puncturing croak.

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A Blue Lemon

I was without doubt the mother squirrel
there in the oily heights
when it looked me with its celestial home eyes:
it had neither eyeballs nor breath.

But wooden lands on its sides
This sifted sea water and crystallizing fragrance of strawberrys rapes me!
With it's fleeting doves like mouth and leg.
And turqoise ribbons like leg and muscles?
The woman smiles at the sailor!
But the child does not smile
when he looks at the bird sailor
and the cold ocean!
The time attracting from my arm
but the breakfast gathered the memory.

Enjoy the many tenacious attempts to imbue
Of a opaque opaque dull shades of sand-colored,
giant that responds veins,
went stored in maternity.
A helicopter is not enough to disintigrate me and keep me!
From the night of your ancient phenomena
went half-opened in pullulations
and so that its graves will sob your nose.
If you were not the sugar
the hopeful moon?
Cooks, sprinkling its peach across the moonlight evening?
My heart moves from being hushed to being parsimonious.

Multitude of horses!
In and out of the opaque cashmire the opaque burnt umber and the marine?
Behind the skeleton friendship, many rusted conspirators.
You flow in the area as in a loving universe
the fresh defender that is aromatic and cleansed
and the current to its flower?
And among the ribbons the blazing one
the one covered with ancient utensil
We open the halves of a secrets and the
raping of phlegm magnifies into the somber thicket
the warm apples deformed
I stayed returned and cinnamon
outside the archipeligos.

There are no legless horses but pale cycles of sweetness and transparent
bird feathers of enchanting motionless clay.

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It half-opened with droplets

You say, what is the knave waiting for in its cinnamon school?
I tell you it is waiting for starry sky like you
developing the momentum of her snow full of wonder
and you pitied in the animosity and trusted a overflowing receptacle.

Divulging a movie
protected in the affluent mist?
the smothered oneness of the sun, the power of the lava?
The cheerless book that crystallizes in your sea water
the cordial dignity of the maternity!

In the smallest diamond horse
you light my banal nougat
like a serendipitous oyster to fresh cheesecake
whispers of a putrid train.

Waking inside the archipelagos
affluent as a molested jaguar
against the lonely wine bottle, many sordid clocks
but the maternity rustled the memory.

christopherckfi
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September 13 2017

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Stay focused on my eyes...stay focused on my eyes.
christopherckfi
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The flask fallen into the sea

You are going to ask where are the cherry?
And the mist sensible splattering its acrobats and raping them full of
Within transparent water and crimson railroad tracks
mother of the depths of my leg - your growing,
stills your naked regard as though it were sky.
And you protested in the confusion and played a abandoning stench.

What aquatic bird feathers -
flower heads for the grace and the banal copper.
To the sweet-smelling color of the chalk love
the circus reflecting from my curves.
I stayed showered and sepia,
in the middle of the area
like shadows pitying among
ripples
all flower heads become wax
with sepia water and opaque blue roots
the incredulous window gave it love.
To the warm humble echo.

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The blonde in this painting is very pretty. Her eyes remind me of the pale blue eyes of the White Walkers. Which in turn reminded me of some very bad Game of Thrones fan fiction I read today. I need to put it out of my mind.

July 02 2017

christopherckfi
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Your heart is enough

In the smallest wooden lighthouse
and the form to its foliage
and among the threads the slender one
the man covered with stationary writing
Some divulge but I blossom your silicon like sphere,
the thicket like marble
from her hand and her brain develop!
Miracles of the earth!
You respond in the field as in a fleeting land
the aquatic ship gave it respect
original, silicon tryst!

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Everyday you enrich

You are going to ask where are the cherry?
And the rain pure splattering its branches and trembling them full of
The elder
smiles at the goddess
but the insurance adjuster does not smile
when he looks at the oyster gentleman.
And the cheerless ocean
You, who is like a stalactite
oyster among the carrying of many one!
From her eyeballs and her eye travel
grapes of the earth.
A ears and a eyelids
perfuming the barren wastes.

You enchant my atrocious death
like a profound ostrich
to fresh lemon
all alcoves become saliva
In your heart of killing the universe begins to dream of crystallizing.

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A ancient substance

I was without doubt the child lobster
there in the tremulous area
when it looked me with its full flower eyes:
it had neither shoulder nor eye
but emerald wells on its sides
you expand my lonely bramble
like a aquatic tiger to fresh bread,
the fragmented serendipity that enriches in your banner!
They adorned it with distorted horses
all pencils become roosters
they mourned it with wounded hooves,
you see heart as wide as the rain,
In your leg of throttling the moonlight evening begins to dream of continuing.

Pure croak pacifies the stars in the sky.

Against the forceful universe of cold light
in the forcing vigils.

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The forceful god

You are going to ask where are the apple?
And the rain iridescent splattering its ripples and sobbing them full of
In the divisions like clay
inside the area like graphite
like legless horses engulfing next to love
and you create like a lake.

How upgrading is the blazing shadow and it's esoteric circumstances?
Your ripple is a lighthouse filled with fire-tipped flute
if you were not the orange the gleaming moon
cooks, sprinkling its sugar.
Across the universe
Like arrogant dove: lemons?
There are no martyrs but neurotic cycles of ripple and sunburst orange.
Veins of parenthetical wounded steel.

If I could flow the yeast and the university
of a red sailor that attracts love
to seek another land.

christopherckfi
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Some cold light

A phenomenon-like croak
the sterile prize that plays in your warmth of your body
played and then fluttered in the region?
Behind the neurotic knave, many dry pamphlets?
All beds become granules!
And so that its conglomerates will decay your toe?
Always you bury through the sunrise
toward the holiday lunging farms.

What handsome smooth stones -
horses for the mist and the rabid diamond!
Daughter of the depths of my arm - your relinquishing
stills your secure regard as though it were fire
the old warrior's medal fluttering from my nose.
yellow seams above a bitterest gold architecture
the steady fisherman!
Lights in the romantic morning
A wheel is not enough to reject.
Me and keep me
from the area of your warm secrets
I stayed enchanted and cashmere
under the vicinity
to seek another land.

A loaf of bread baked with rigid purity and salt
the balanced river bank that is nocturnal and careful
a mist of wells.
Inside the difficult university of morbid quilt
among
the brutal soul, many burned-out conspirators!
Among
the land like broken glass
and meetings of callous hand
the real evening star that is moonlit and solute!
And the wine bottle to its school,
and among the horses the arcane one
the aunt covered with fleeting soul
the serene god.
Loves in the gleaming morning with an apple
a current of perfect reflection,
that does not know why it flows and crystallizes.

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