On the lark to salvation, Reaches for the line Of lowered administration, Of admonition and surrender To a furor for […]
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Not Me.
Judgement at who you, Cannot accept Is who that you are, Which you will not Admit.
Of All of When.
Understand then, That of all of when I chose now.
The pain always comes.
When I feel The pain That always Comes You do not Understand Who I become.
We are not the only ones.
Salt in The Sentences.
Why do they ask When talking Means to really Breathe.
First Light.
Icons in the underbrush, Pulling on the cards And a purchase, On the marsh That endures, On the elbows Of […]
Stan Lee is Super.
In a lifetime of collection, Creating stories For admiration, The body of the collector Of the creator, Is a sculpture […]
Errant Beliefs.
The what that I will Believe For you.
Alone with the Voices.
Happening in the open, Of empty chance Is the conversations, Of millions Heard by one alone, In the happenstance.
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