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Three in the morning Dislodged From the serpent arms of sleep As a soft rain falls In a dismal drum pattern – All is calm In this far away nest of wires Where my skeletons dance To a puppet string’s pull – Before the hostile hours Slowly whir to life Before they draw me in…
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Quietly the embers settle In the bittersweet after Once the winds have stalled And shed blood runs cold – In a fire -swept valley Reclaiming its breath Craning up in green spires From the charred black soil – Rolling thunder falls From its heavenly perch Down a mountain’s back slope Behind a curtain…
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Beloved By their watchful towers The embrace of their noise The art of their courage Resounds in my soul – Beloved In the warmth of their gaze, I crane into their falling light Bearing truth on the vine – Beloved and sought for When I’m shielded by a mist Coiled in grey I feel their…
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Boxed in By their looming towers Their encircling noise The art of their worry Is reborn in my soul – Boxed in and blameless In their sun-blinded eyes I grow cold below Breathing truth in their darkness – Boxed in Forgotten Where my words may thrive Drowned out, By their rage and jubilation – Boxed…
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Powder and steel Rule the afternoon in blood red Tupelo As walls of solid blue Thunder forward through the smoke – Many battle cries propel them The professor and the poet The farmer and the reverend – As a trumpet resounds Falling forward in the mud Among the torn away limbs Beneath their screaming melee…
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Black ink, Swirls and interweaves Over stolen breath, Sheens of sweat and chest pains – “I have since moved on” Falls from a half-smile For the lonely to decode Until they’re mute and exhausted – “It meant nothing at all” Lets loose lightning storms Lifting up the burning bile I’ve barred from my mind –…
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I crave the long haul, Across their forbidden ground The frostbitten voyage, Through their bleakest of winters – The truest road To that safe place of falling Is engraved in the caverns Of my mist-shrouded skull – It’s a deadly haul Over swathes of ice An ill-fate I’ve chosen Snow blind and chattering – But…
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I seek patterns in the fire-tinged sky As the night pools outward And the rusted day lies Upturned and empty – A few stars burn a path To a new name and refuge, Falling over razor wire On an exile’s journey – A few worlds answer back To stoke the inner furnace With the wild…
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What I have left within Is oil, spilling through a breach Setting currents ablaze – My voice it billows As an envious cloud Cutting short the breath Of a young spring day – I dredge away flora And root and soil With heavy footfalls Kicking up sand storms – While the lights in the eyes…
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These evil and ireful times Won’t conquer us all Some will crawl from it unharmed Without the shame of shackles – This cruelhearted epoch Won’t sicken us all Some will thrive in their illusions Turned away from ruin – Beneath the tired eyes of midnight Old villainy will unfold, As the shrill and violent echo…
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