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    Grieving the grief

      grief, a shout in the void where birds chirp and sing meaningless songs of love and heaven swings to it’s highest position in prayers but nothing is left, at least it looks like this.   my mouth is an…

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    An imprisoned poem

      Butterflies perched upon lashes The dark in my eyes is engulfing all Stars in yours A hiccup stung the memory of you I knit a bag of lies to carry on Shapely shoulders Disproportionate bones break like Twigs under…

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    A tree as a protest Art

        we talk in circles and to anyone they shout, ‘just get to the point already’ when none of them studied geometry or physics or Wordsworth or expectation you expect poetry to greet you like an old friend so,…

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    A reincarnation

      It didn’t burn like my ambitions did, it didn’t break the way ideals always do, just vanished, like an angel in the clouds, with wings made of white nothingness and the feather it dropped is probably fantasy as on…

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    Hourglass

      I keep time with an hourglass because I prefer the shape.   It reminds me of the bottles with the dark sweet fluidity of caffeine and the feminine bodies keeping my attention.   This addiction holds me tight, so…

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    Live to die or die to live?

      Rolling the skin deeply In the waters, rusting my bones cold moisture seeps the pores hits spine, undercurrents discharged pupil widens, nostrils expand I breathe in the black smoke hair rise stiffens the nerves muscles inflamed; cortisol infused bloodstream…

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