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Fill the pot, Slowly boiling on the fire With all that keeps your mind alight In the pre-dawn dark, With old and unrequited love – Add your dash of misdeeds No matter how sinful, Those tales you seldom breathe into life Among family – Fill the bubbling brine With the flavors that haunt you…
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“So, friendships wither and die?” Becomes a healing mantra, Filling in the craters That pock an empty road – Despite the creeping cold Chasing flocks of memories Back to their nests From a fragmented slumber – The old oaths we swore Long ago in our forts, Fade gently with age Just as we were…
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Cursed to crave, In a garden of delights Full of round and luminous Shades of red Falling free from the branches – Enfolded in green And overgrown with hunger, Feral vines wind high Serpentine and tight – So begins the greedy gorge Of the eyes and the ears Of the nerves In a romance of…
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I’m cradled by the light of another In the cold pulse of dusk A light I lock inside, That launches me forward – Their heat is relentless Glowing hotter with every step As I follow the curves Of freedom’s labyrinth – As I’m chased and chastised Their heart beat is mine As they’re shadowed by…
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Mornings by a calm riverside Are blurred by tear gas, Pushed out of the mind By the sheen of black boots – The notes of a guitar Are drowned in the surf of humanity Out to mend, to maim To revolt – The softness of shelter Turns to sweltering pavement, To welts and cuffed hands And…
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Soft words Are trapped and entangled Among themselves When voices explode And level the silence – Shaken and stalled In the creeping barrage, I shield them and tunnel From the blistering light – My frightened words tussle To blare into existence, Miles underground Beyond the boast of thunder – While the powerless trade fire At…
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Beneath a rippling surface People thrive in circles, Around and unfazed By the rising bubbles – Most are comfortably sunk For months and for years Never mind the scalding walls Of their iron cauldron – A scream resounds too late When their world foams over And they float away in silence To the riotous brine…
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A long-lost afternoon Takes root and flowers, As a conquering dream Claiming parcels of the mind – I feel its currents rise Taking hold of my waist, Its rays tracing my skin Its salted island breeze – I still see the red coral Resting on its bed of sand, Through the clear windowpane Of that…
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Cold I’m no longer to blame, My cut cord will mend As I rise from their fists – And I’ll have no guide To revere and chase As when their world was vast And far from collapse – Still, I’ll crash land Every now and then Giving back their lost breath When our colossal silence…
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Trained eyes Trace the crests and valleys Of tampered ground, Internally scalding With reckonings of fire – The hot and hostile turf Await the lumbering armor, A nudge of tripwire A platoon in the crossfire – Geysers of earth Lend their deafening roar, Commanding every tree and shrub To rain fire – It was…
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