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Stillness cannot expand In this crowded place, Still choked with the cries Of a lash wielding past Free and colorful illusions Seldom settle in this state, In this lonely gulch Among the tree stumps and craters On this turf of cyclones Only violence can thrive, Its hideous forms Claim this fiefdom of bones Passing reveries…
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Too much of my time has been bled In search of shelter, My nomadic pulse Drums softer and softerToo much of the worldFalls out of my sight, Below a cluster of stars My coveted mirageToo many doors are sealed To keep an illness at bay, How it teems in my voice, Within the fables I…
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The pattern of a distant drumGathers all from the dark, The many coursing with fireFull and restless to march It is low and modest Building speed overnight Among the honest light Of heroes far and wide The drum pattern swells Into encircling thunder, With the tearful screams Of torn and tarnished mothers The guilt lies…
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She strides tall On the uphill march, Among the winding columnOf friends and fighters And their parade of complaints Their banter is a song There is order, there is rhythm The blue shades of its verseForm the tongue they exhale Winding up through the mist On a thankless journey, She fills her boots with stones…
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Waiting for colors to brighten To light the way through the mist Frost-bitten to the marrow Down a serpentine roadAlong the river of ice Weaving over this year, The roadside is a scrapyard Lined with old friends I take on the dead weight Of their year-long screamWith the agony I haul Low and sputtering alongToward…
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For once I didn’t kiss the ring Or add a tribute to the pile I gave fire and cordite When I spoke my true name On this day, at long lastI wore my loudest colors Standing tall on my turf Planted firm in its soilThe faint pulses of regret Fighting under my skin Will slowly…
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Cloaked in a layer of frost They can hardly talk Only glare through each other, When their ragged roads cross Far apart on safe ground Memories are a shroud Fallen over them HonestFreeing screams to resound The twin thieves Twin liars Guard their evils in armor,Both fearful and vainUntil their day on the pyre Few…
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Tangled in the spiraling reeds Of a trusted name A strange seed takes root And outgrows its cage Within the shade of affection, Dressed in shades of spring He charges up defiant And glistening bright “Keep low” “Keep hidden” Rustles through his home When he dreams too loud Too fragrant, too sweet Will “keep low”…
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I’m waking up In a cold shade of blue, Camouflaged in plain sight For the good of passersby Onto gilded horizons . Someday’s been on a loop Since the midnight toll, When a weary old song Was set free from my arms . I’m waking up sewn shut Bleary eyed, undecided Still miles behind Out…
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In a low and fragile whisper I beg for water, To make a meal out of scraps But my calls melt away . Too hoarse I scream for a moment’s relief Wound tight in a snare Made simmering in silence . Speak twice Speak thrice An ill heart will resound In the rolling thunder…
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