Month: August 2024
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Blushing on a Cordial Winter Morning
So we have arrived at the outbreak The sun has sunken to the bellow danger The remorse for standing waves Do not tuck in the tide Not like she used...
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The Bolian Ash Whispers
I wrote a play, titled, The Bolian Ash Whispers, About hornets’s nests dives And brick mortar cylinders Across the peripheral cascade And into mountain water Too close to descend The...
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Window Storms
The bread of wealth The breadth of will Sediment waves Broken dawns Too turbulent From the flush Grace to will For the portraits Of oppressed windows Broken teeth And candy...
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Resonance on Sand
Resonance onto the blowing Quaking sand, like bent harmonies With the wave of laughter Tumbling dry, into witnesses Where no lost sand dries Or attempts to breach through Along the...
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No Truth in Memory, Part II
Existence came before language Language is a lie – Forced meaning into symbolism – words, ideas And lies – inherited images forced on us, Existence is real, but our place...
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No Truth in Memory
All beauty is a social construct Be it physical beauty, or art, Or emotive beauty, all constructs. Framed into our imagination from Birth to death. To hold us Hostage to...
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Indulgence of One
The test of indulgence Is not to see who cleans better But who likens to stardust Like that on the cabinet and porch Parched from the empty weekend And solemn...
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Dreams for Sale
Dream, I have dreams For sale I do not mentor these Stolen fountains I summon the forged Contraception and holy snake For once upon a time, I was holy And...
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Many Thousand Fireflies in Moss
A young student hallway Listens to a symbolic Song as a form of subterfuge. In this world, AI eats As God. It should when a scarlet Gathered many thousands of...
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Calculating Dancing
If we could Calculate how much of Life, generally, collectively, was spent Stating the obvious, We would not only know How many angels are dancing on the head of a...