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Read MoreEach breath, a fleeting momentΒ as the winds blow in silencelike a pendulum, wingingΒ a stillness it bringsechoing the quiet
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Thank you.
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You had me at the image. Beautiful things often come in small packages. This poem is one of them. I can hear her limbs whispering in the breeze
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Thank you kindly, Willow.
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Read MoreBeneath the deacon of stone, deeper still, clawing. Claustrophobia screamingfrom the thorax, raw bones. In this mahogany box, suffocating. Drippinghome-brew from the soul's tap, grasping the dark's paraphernalia.Holding on to the table saw in my mind's eternal symphony.Beneath the...
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Visceral expression. Is this your artwork too?
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Thank you, kindly. The art comes from the internet.
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Read MoreThe encroaching shadows of gravestones stretch like rotting teeth, basting tongues with the sour tang of forgotten namesβ each syllable dissolves into the darkβs wet throat, swallowing ghosts who still whisper from the wings of the...
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Oooh, this is eerie. I love the drama and darkness of your metaphors. Feels rather hopeless by the end…
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The dark can take many avenues. Thank you for commenting.
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Read MoreLike a second skin of tarpaulin, the night hung to her flesh with a scent of distance memories.Β Squeezing my stones, exhaling, whispering to Cicada. I felt the sluice of my sperm thickening, sticking to her flame. Her eyes...
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Thank you kindly.
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How peaceful, a nice little write.