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shape shifted.

 

 

lives burn in a tangle your wreck

your angle is changing my stories

caught in me is throat harder days

a gruesome proving stone cradle

shapes shift lean a crusted shoe

look at the ground under my life

a breaking scheme tolerance slow

silver bruise my face is process

a grey leveled death blow incision

i change with the mirror’s matter

loose a corpuscle red scathing

these cracks are the real doubt

chew a rapid pancake miracle here

wither the less of a making up

none come up in the middle ton

a back room deal sour from sex

time howling from thinning lips

seeking the moan of my ribs

your skating across this ice

devils hold many reminders late

twists to kill the sweet taste

you scream in the ears of a boy

sorrows in picked up demands

i float on a salted fickle thought

to die is the blackest of flight.

 

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About Christopher Vaughn

Born in Allentown, Pennsylvania in 1971 and moved all over the world as a military brat, my first venture into writing occurred in my heart early in childhood when I became obsessed with science fiction books by Jules Verne, Dan O Bannen, Isaac Asimov and Ray Bradbury. It was early elementary school when I discovered Robert Frost and his pen struck me. I was wanting to be in the worlds he painted. After several honors English classes and more obsessive reading of Madeleine L'Engle and Stephen King, I knew writing was a calling. In the 80's I was also enamored with electronic bands Depeche Mode and Front 242 and seminal bands like Skinny Puppy and Click Click which influenced my writing as well. In the 90's I was transformed when I discovered Clive Barker, he was the total package. Artist, Painter, Sculptor, Writer, Poet, Director...I became a survivalist writer. A term I coined by the nature of writing through feeling...letting go of the negative and hurt. Which if you are a poet, is what you do. It's not all just about creative churning. It's letting out what you feel inside of you. I continue to write poetry, short stories and lyrics to survive...

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