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Trouble is here In the hazy desert wind In the distrustful stares Of vigilant neighbors – In the heartsick way Many hung their heads When the dust storm lifted Revealing ruination – It is here and now The once distant trouble, As a pain in the chest As cold, frightened sweat – It is here,…
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Caving in under the weight Of a wavering vision, A deluded daydream Toppled over by a breeze – We’ve been crushed into the muck By its endless machine Glowing red the world over, On the verge of inferno – Its weathered gears whine Grinding spires to dust, An old and fragile world of oaths Sailing…
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Shapeless, Lost in an armory Is a gentle phantom Whose bittersweet odes Ring softly in its halls – In the steel grey fort, Through its turrets and trenches The apparition roams For any breach in its armor – In the iron-sighted eyes Of its shell-scarred bunkers The young melody flowers Through the cold barbed wires…
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The saga forges on After falling When you’re twisted and torn And you rise to your feet, Your mind spiraling in fury – The sacred fable unfolds While your ears are ringing From the roaring blasts, The falling shrieks of inferno – The aimless road unreels Over the wrath of rapids, Weaving over chasms Into…
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A hollow home defies The leering eyes of storms, Frostbitten and scorched Waterlogged and overgrown – The scarred matriarch was carved Out of auburn wood, Before battle lines flamed And kings parceled the earth – The hollowed palace is alive With feral royalty, Given back to the forest Still vain in its ruins –…
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Holding on to an aimless cloud By a fraying thread Above the menacing ground, Pocked with tunnels – How much longer Until I fall untethered Into an ancient pain, Chained to a whisper? – How much longer Until I’m flayed apart By honest hands As we sink in the mire? – I’m holding on To…
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Running From the chill of silence, As a road snakes forward Though open desert And sidewinds through Eden – Chased Through an empire’s fading spark Where the sidewalks are beaten Into dust behind your stride – Midnight looms large Behind our searching eyes Always hungrily scouring Pouring light into the abyss – For all that…
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I’d love to dive again Into the emerald warmth, And soothing foam Of an afternoon tide – To break loose from the vise Of our disquieting times For the beach bonfire Still alive at high tide – Even if it’s a dream That I’ve woven in agony, While spiraling in heartbreak, I burrow in its…
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Above a canopy of smoke The ailing summer burns Too quickly forgotten In the valleys below – The passing city glowers In a shade of orange, In the wind-fueled storm Beyond the windshield glass – And the people float along Through their own storms of fire Beneath another clouded sky On a Tuesday morning –…









