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Who’s left when the smoke plumes fade When the trucks grind home And the hate of day Turns to floating embers? – When scarred isles raise their banners of truce When their roads are mended Who will burn to fight on? – Whose world will ignite Beneath tomorrow’s red skies As they’re drawn from the…
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Painted shades of blue In the night’s small hours By televisized dreams And sleepless chatter – Floating in the static To hands outstretched Into the solitude’s depth Through their circling phantoms – The same dreams flare From their own quiet barges Separated and shaped By the night’s wide shadows – Their bloodshot eyes Are masked…
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On the way With still-pulsing memories Through the airport terminal To the window seat The long vault through the clouds – To a crushing embrace A warm heart and full stomach, To the weight of words carried Low and late into the night – On the way Overrun With shared limericks and fables Swaying drunk…
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Drawn to my edge of the river Tearing over the horizon Warm verses Skip across like stones Through the calm – Rippling out of the mist Familiar songs live again They weave the dark rift shut Our wounds cleansed and mended – We trade echoes through the night Our melodic volleys Pouring through the…
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Standing on a crest of sand Among a sea of grains Streetlights within dim Beneath the shadows of buzzards – Staring outward, Inner skylines turn to cartwheeling dust Strewn across the mute dunes In their hellish solitude – The city’s burial is swift Carried off by sandstorms Rearranged and reclaimed Beneath a trail of vagabonds…
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One stray impatient sigh Becomes a sharpened dagger Falling through the void Through fabric and flesh – One hateful glimmer In a hardened stare Turns to burning lead Lodged forever in the mind – One stream of words Grows cancerous in the soul A blossoming shroud Freeing death from its pillbox – One volley…
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Prowling along the scarred frontier Of a war torn psyche Is a trail of red footprints Belonging to no one – Spouts of fire Grow from faulty wiring, In the twists and the snares Of that rusted wilderness – Silhouettes from a dream Glide back and forth Carving effigies of old foes In splintered tree…
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This day is full of hazy notions The heavy marrow in my bones Sends me crashing down Into the freezing muck – Higher ground breaks away With each attempt to rise I backslide through time Still fighting to climb – Full and grim In the day’s downward glare I’m consumed by the chatter Of…
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All along the darkened shore Cold and spare in the moonlight The sea’s lonely drag Births a legion of ghosts – All along the broad shadow Of a boastful city, They find refuge in the shroud Far inside of the mind – Solid palaces of gold Are swallowed whole in the tide Rinsed clean from…
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Clean In the aftershock On the edge of the crater Spared by the brag Of blistering iron – Desolation receives me as I am Torn out of the clouds From a merciful slumber – In the earth’s fresh wound Old roots rot away As I till and I reap From the still-pulsing ground – I…
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