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    Suspect Logic

    Looking back not so long agoOn the outskirts of losing controlGuilt is a cancer moving slowWhile fear bleeds a fractured soul When did it all go off the rails?That first hint of random changeRevealing a devil in the detailsSuspect logic...

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    • Oof…i felt this one like a fist in the gut. Guilt truly is like cancer…eats you up. And fear will wear you down. And they tag team far too well. The amazing thing about your late night musing is that it’s not directed. You let it take the wheel…& where it takes the reader is anyone’s guess. But we’re all buckled in for a fantastic ride, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. They are a powerful tag team for sure. I try not to alter lines, other than maybe shaving a word here and there for better flow. But for the most part I don’t have a preconceived notion of what I’m writing about. That’s only on poetry though, proses I usually have an idea of what story I’m telling. The tangents I go on are improvised though. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Guilt provokes necrosis of the soul…
      Great piece Damian. ⚘️

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Jade. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Nice line, that works for me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I’ve been living with guilt for 30 years … I know

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Sam. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Then you definitely understand, indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian, I gave up living with guilt long ago. I surrendered it, to a force much greater than I.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I too have surrendered a lot of mine as well, to a greater force as well. Except for a very deep and complicated guilt over a situation, and it’s a work in progress at the moment. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Life is a ride with different turns. Great ink

    • Guilt sucks. Practice in becoming a sociopath. It will erase all those guilty feelings. Great write Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That it might, but I don’t know if I’d like myself anymore. Although if I was a sociopath I probably wouldn’t care, would I? No, it’s a hard no. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Menticide

    I Indiana Jones’d my depression withfake smiles and aggression. No spores of joy in sight to teach me counter lessons. To hell with the common. I lost interest to follow the herd,please sell me to the devil i’m about to summon. Nothing to...

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    • Powerfully penned, Drieks. This is a deep and profound piece my friend. Incredible write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • G’morning, Drieks 🌤️

      What a creative title, and that photo choice (with your pen name attractively laid) is sheer eye candy, perfectly setting the ambient mood for what’s to come.

      “To hell with the common.
      I lost interest to follow the herd,
      please sell me to the devil i’m about to summon.”

      Sometimes, nothing much appears to be what it seems … so, why not throw caution to the wind, live it wild ‘n free, the way so many would love to be!

      I truly admire your creative metaphors – with their vibrantly-vivid, emotive impact, and what conscientious poetess or poet could help but admire your spot-on line-breaks, the way you’ve utilized soft and exact rhymes to set rhythm and hold the reader’s interest with fascinating imagery throughout … obviously, NOT your first poetic rodeo.

      How relatably beautiful your pen’s voice speaks to the captive mind’s-eye, Drieks.
      Wondrously shared, Dear Poetess! ⁓ Richard🖌️

      • Hello Richard,

        Thank you so much for your beautifully worded response to my poem.
        It truly brings warmth to my heart.

        I hope to be just as talented in using the English language as you are one day!

        Again, thank you Richard.

    • The metaphor of “Indiana Jones-ing” through depression is brilliant, painting the struggle as a reckless adventure where survival is uncertain. The imagery of webs, eight-legged freaks, and sanity creaking creates a vivid sense of entrapment of a mind pushed to its limits. What stands out the most is the refusal to conform, the rejection of the common, the questioning of perfection. It’s a voice screaming against expectation, demanding to be understood rather than advised.

      • Thank you Paulo, for shining your light on this piece.
        You summarized it perfectly.
        Depression is a never ending adventure no one signed up for.

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    D. Dupont aka Dorothy Khan 1/2

    The door slammed behind me, indicating that the chief must have decided I was in the wrong and her incompetent rookie was in the right.“What the hell were you doing coming in the back way? You are no longer...

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