Sitting in mind Has softened thus, And who Is it Traitorous? But us.
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Highlights of an Internal Struggle.
And that Could it be, Me is not The point.
Until.
Be grateful, For all that you got I was sure of that, Until I was not.
Or so you tell me.
In the delegation Of derogatory Allocation My expression Is an allegory That is already Mistaken.
And then I happened.
As a searing endearing exchange, Had become a cumbersome distance Would so I become then accompanied, Even accustomed to the […]
The Quiver of Chaos.
Strange how the sway of force, Retools, rebuilds our course Yet never asks of us, If we should choose The […]
The Cloud Man and Ms. Hope.
The Cloud Man approached with care and cause the woman he knew would have his answer. Ms. Hope watched on […]
Don’t Talk About Me.
Hide all of my curdled dossier, Toss the empty files in a box My nothing is better gone. Time will […]
Talk past the nerves.
Wave, wave awash in the hush, Crushed under the quivering rush When would it give way, way, Wasted on the […]
False Memories.
When remembering is forgetting, What all we have done Who has really won?
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