Words of Nefie

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“Villians”
who aim is to slain
dragged the man
to the last place he would stand
Off with the sheath
he felt the heat
His face dripped wet
his whole body dripping in sweat
All the secrets he hid
spit up, no baby bib
It did not matter, anyway
for today was not his day
There was laughter to the face
about to be displaced
He hung upside down
with guns pointing at his crown
The dark figures in line
told him talk to three “9”s

Fashion Doll Mag

In perfect lay
of cloth of altered Armani Privé
she has no mistake in care
with pressed and fixed wear
Fine lines down to lips
with the finest polished tips
Every line of fuchsia and plum
shows overdosed O.P.I.um
It cannot Cover the Girl
it makes her known to the world
Twinkles in her ears
neck to wrist, she flaunts flashy tiers
It is the glamorous ups
of Tiffany “Diamond” Stud
Now, the colors of pretty Prada
to her, mean nada
if she is not decked in lavish Lanvins
and beautiful Balmain pins
If beauty is pain
then she stands no gain
in the lofty Loubotins
she walks in
May Marc Jacob see
all the drapery
of his patterned flowers
and killer Kirkwood towers
It will bring him love
if only for the cloth above
The writings of the nifty Notens
will only benevolently Bespoken
on the tags in clear view
of all the matched Miu Miu
Like an ostentatious Opening Ceremony
her presence is matrimony
Something close to valuable Vera Wang
if human love was her thing
No problem with trying Tom Ford
it’s time she can afford
Neither with loving Louis Vuitton
With a capital L, her love is strong
She could be with any man
if he could understand
that her 123s and ABCs
were youthful Y-3s and awesome A.P.Cs
She is a fashion doll
Only in heels can she fall
She expresses it when she talks
and, even more, when she walks
beauty down the way
pass the unmatched Urban Decay

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Shine rising sun
for I come
to the home
of Fugi San
Put on the ink
in rice paper, sinks
Write my name
in Katakana stain
Can I begin
to spend my yen
Live kabuki dreams
in kimono seams
My fashion escape
Hello kitty and Bape
All the exclusives
That elsewhere are elusive
I smell the sea
as I sip green tea
Eat sushi rolls
and white rice bowls
Entertained by way
of anime
Enjoy my sight
of Kana lights
Small spaces
Cartoon faces
Clean rows
Harajuku bows
Traditional hearts
Modern parts
Big city buildings
Small town fieldings
Innovations
Bullet train stations
Decadent tea houses
Old sun nostalgias
Temples and shrines
Bowing lines
Sliding doors
Tatami floors
Public bath showers
Morning glory flowers
All the decor
Blooming in fluer
Umbrellas and fans
The beauty, Japan

Words of Nefie

In this complex system all that’s simple is vision; you see what’s right in this complex life.

Writt3n from a L∇ric

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A swing in her dress
A tap in her heels
All the trappings are meaningless
when her song comes
Free as a bird
High as a moon
She’s no longer a robotic being
but more like liquid
Easy as breeze
Flowing like air
She sways away in perfect motion
to a new beat

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I want a nook
where I can clean and cook
go outside to enjoy flowers and a brook
lay in a hammock with a good book
blow in air like laundry on a hook
and everywhere I look
another breath is took