• Neutralized

    slip
    the knot
    fingers prying
    desperately
    despite…
    their tremor

    uncage
    what should
    never
    have been

    some beasts
    are born unseen
    but they don’t die that way

    keep tugging
    at the ropes

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  • The Infinite Repetition of a Pink‑Clad Madman

    April 14th does not progress.
    It repeats.
    And repeats.
    And repeats again.

    It is the day caught in its own echo,
    a looped corridor of hours
    that refuse to move forward,
    a calendar glitch
    that feels almost intentional.

    On this day,
    time folds like a sheet of paper
    creased too many t…Read More

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    guardians

    decadent voyeur secreting yourself, in dreamshidden between nightmares and poppiessewing yourself into my realityforsaken ghoul, blotting out the lightwith whispers on the windsthe restless spirits watch youthen tell me your liesindiscreet monster, with the proclivity to dineinside you sorrow...

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    • thank you graciously dearrest Damian ❤️

    • Imagination, makes for good books and paper scratching. Many of the great writers used pens with teeth that bit into the soul.

      • hello dearerst Adagio my imagination can get me in trouble but I have to express myself the way the muse presents herself I hope no one takes it personal… thank you my friend for accepting this dark write ❤️

    • Your a talented writer Brenda! Such detail and precision. Great work here!! xoxxo

      • thank you graciously dearest Keith ❤️you’re so kind to me my friend…

  • City Peace

    The wind howls through my window

    The fire truck siren blares down the street

    The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound

    The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards

    Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

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    • The country may have its crickets, its coyotes’ howl, but this cannot match the window rattling as the EL train passes by. It’s funny how night sounds become familiar so that you can sleep. It took me a few weeks o be able to get to sleep after I moved from NYC back to PA and a more rural setting. -Curt🌹

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    City Peace

    The wind howls through my window The fire truck siren blares down the street The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

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