The gallows of conditions, Is the descriptive wielded In thrust as stricken match, Crumbling outward The tower on which we […]
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Of the Carrows.
Have you been dripping, About the bayou? As a moody weight Takes the rigid air All together Were we slipping, […]
Atop A Cage all My Own
Contained in how I was Appointed to explanation, An example of which This would not desist, From atop My own […]
Me and you or When Paradoxes Converge.
On march From the dotted line, There are dots in yours And dots in mine.
Echoed in the Sun.
Fomented though I waned, And waxed as if I the brush Had echoed in the sun, A grabbing dessert In […]
Diametric Host.
Diametric that the vision, In a currency Of volatile tread voice Is a ruminating morality, Of one revisionist making Those […]
Making Deals.
Hiding surely cannot keep us long, Past the surrender to inevitability When we have been already seen.
Heart One, Heart Two.
I Had A Two Headed Heart So I was Never alone.
Better than Sense.
I knew us better, Than any sense.
Motion Gives Living To Life.
A shuttered restraint consoles me, That my doing in release Is a halting magnificence, Of static electricity blooming Residing in […]
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