Raw invulnerability is my rewound wish
Physicality begets spirituality
In some tWiStEd, twist me, twist of fated fête
Recursive roundabout fucked-up whorl world
WAY
Pretty poisons suck so much stamina
Using their eyes, it’s always earthy blue eyes
And unearthly layers of ulterior inkLet me lick
Titillation is a one-size-tricks-all tale
It’s safer than sex, perfectionism is patterned
Over this protectionist face
Refocus lest rules of engagement begin to
Blurrrrrrrrrrr
Negatively charged, positively panegyric ions
CLASH like climaxing clairvoyants
Dialed one-on-111 to spirit guiding chicanery
“Hello, how may I lie to you today?”
Fool me once
Shame on your godless senseless empathic
Dearth, so foolish, so shameless
Fool me twice
And I’ll burden every blame game like a prize
You’ll never see me coming 🔥🔥🔥
Rattle and hum in possessed displeasure
Same old diatribes mixed sans mismatched to
Embellishment eras
How we cover similarity ears in synchroneity
The superiority seduces all, even us
Eventide me sets on flat fortuitous sheets
Fortuna favors brevity, the bold, the ballyhoo
But who speaks for
He/Him/His or Them/They/They’re?
Buttoning reason from rationale, rashness
ROOMS
Filled with rest-assured wicked miracle mystics
Mistakes invite inevitability
HAIKU:
Truthful aspirants
Prevent false fearmongering
Sealed with a kiss
© EDWARD SWAFFORD 2025