With determined separation,A room filled with voicesAmplifies the echoing absenceOf the melancholy melodyheld within the mute.
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Musical Confinement
At the bottom rung I couldn’t stop the tune,And at the next reach upwardsIt blared again,As if the sky above […]
Sugarcoated.
The group deflected any outright accusation. Preparing statements that assured the gatherings of question-toting people, To resolve their qualms with […]
From the ground below.
To develop the curvature that supports a swaying building,Does the architect accumulate the movement in their being?And when the changing […]
Put together.
Have we met before?There’s a striking resemblance I’d say,In the movements you echoAnd the circular steps you take,I’d even guess […]
Don’t drop it.
Knowledge is a trophy that draws blood,When you lose your grip on it.
Re-cluse.
I let my bygone fears lapse,So as to not revert to a relapsing, everlasting, exasperating recluse.My purpose resolved in keeping […]
A Supine Carpenter.
There is a precipice upon a stage Drafted by a supine carpenter Who cut the trusses into wooden callouses That […]
The Barrier that Hugged.
Did I become reliant on abandonment? A friendly face smothered in friendlessness, Smiling at the barrier that hugged the emptiness, […]
Quiet shock.
I could guess at the shock, If you had heard what I have thought. But it is easier to forgo […]
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