Respiration had us in trust, That was all that I could fuss And yet there was not a one, That […]
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The Precept’s Range.
Preoccupied on the exchange, Between the precept’s range And the anti-occupation Of a ruleless, A truest age.
A Many Empty.
The resurfaced brand of surreal, Shouldered on the premise That an origami promise, Houses a many empty Nesting palaces.
Inanimate Subjects.
Reaching lost to the smallness Of the second’s hand, And by a figment we segment Breeding then On a capsule […]
A+-Part.
An astonishment at open tragedy, Had me hollowing from the diaphragm To soak inside my tired heart And without a […]
Sure I am.
I am not real At anything.
Matter of Act.
Coping in the symbolic cave Of symmetric chaos, Enslaved me to how to save me From the fateful absurdity, From […]
Indoors of My Oaken Fortress.
Talking is tracking through A treasure of ill measured echoes, As riding in and threading out Being replaced indoors of […]
Meet me at 7:03 Metaphysical Standard Time.
Torn to muster at dusk, A migratory named collection Of allegorical muskets, Blaring at a figurative intention By a vapored […]
In The Middle of Not There.
No duress to be dredged In the skipping menace, Of slipping along and dropping away A mortuary erosion of survival’s […]
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