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blue sluice

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Published: September 23, 2011
cast off care like blue
snowfields into rigid water,
and wash with mud the thrust
of earth, our skin soft as salt mines.
built you are
of bitch and buttercream,
of soured elements in the blue
dot of a pin-prick spotlight
and windowed skull.

we can watch the fire fade
into a black rat canvas,
into blue gates that tumble up
and loose finger grooves,
smear eyes across your face like warpaint,
faster and faster,
momentum in the race to nowhere.

and once done, we turn,
we go aground and push
up the lines of blue backs
orbiting the moons of that
rising ass, around corners,
a shattered life in starshine,
the masks
beneath the dream
of every glance.
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© 2011 - 2019 Quemaqua
Based loosely upon the following picture, as per #transliterations prompt 9: [link]

This may not be erotic to anyone but me. Hard to say. I love the picture and it brought out a lot of things deep, beautiful, and bad.
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Your wonderful literary work has been chosen to be featured by DLD (Daily Literature Deviations) in a news article that can be found here [link]
Be sure to check out the other artists featured and show your support by :+fav:ing the News Article.

Keep writing and keep creating.
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thank you much! I continue too appreciate the DLD support. You guys are awesome!
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You are quite welcome! :hug:
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i really love this its an awesome piece
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thanks so much, mate. I appreciate that.
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no problem i really loved it and i hope you check out mine and you are like emily dickison in your writing keep it up and may i read this at an open mic as long as i credit the author so of course i will need your real name email to me on here please
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
My name's no secret around here, I'm Michael J. Riser. You're more than welcome to read the piece if people know who wrote it, and if you direct them on to my website ([link]), so much the better!

Good luck with your writing.
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Congrats on the DD, love! :heart:
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thank you. =)
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Poetrymann|Professional Writer
Congratulations - excellent poem well deserving the honor!
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thanks, mate. Appreciate all your support.
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BeyondJen|Hobbyist Writer
:wow: Wow. You make the mind wander.
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thank you. I think that's one of the loveliest comments I've ever received.
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BeyondJen|Hobbyist Writer
Welcome! :D
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Congrats on the well-deserved DD. It's so good to see you and your writing properly recognized. :heart:
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thank you... your support means so much.
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Chirp, congrats on the DD, it's been twittered. [link] :)
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thanks! And you're still the best for what you do, by the way. I suspect you don't get told that nearly often enough.
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That's very kind of you. :)
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Vigilo|Student Writer
Congratulations on your DD! I love the lushness of this. :heart:
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Quemaqua|Professional Writer
Thanks so much!
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SockPorn|Hobbyist Photographer
Powerful and subtle. Everything poetry should be. I love it!
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Thank you. =) I appreciate that.
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Great! I'm loving the imagery and the whole concept of this! Also, I think you did a good job of connecting it to the painting.
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