Gravel paved, The mouthing’s fill A mounting presence, That executes in place Above the palace will.
The Ironic Man will not be Missed.
He read an article, That told him why And in that answer, Was himself Removed.
Ephemeral Suns.
But I was too dark to hold on to your light.
But I.
We say life Is all the better Without a damper To inhibit we prohibit But I, As a hamper to […]
International Women’s Day.
And they said, You get one day And we get all, The rest. To purchase prints, apparel, and merchandise […]
Rendered Sublime.
Although a speculation, At rivers of recollection Retreads the aspirations, Of dedication regardless We are fortunate, For your aberrations. […]
Wisps of Tender Surrender.
Of the old fireman’s hammer, Is a mention of the stammer Declining lesser regrets, For amorous glamour In a reprisal, […]
The Coming On.
Expressly succumbing to return, To recombining to exactly Where the entrails, Of my details Will upturn.
All Ready Submerged.
With holding, Headway on the fist For poor misgivings, Cusping onto first The recursive things, Yawning on My wrist. To […]
The Diffuse.
Cover me from waking dreams, That augment frostbite’s lungs And honor convening Suns, So that I really went To Dusk […]
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