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Do Not Disturb
she was sent in to wake the beast
knowing there would be consequences
the door she opened
her heart racing as to leave her chest
step by step his bed she approached
unleash the demons was her demand
a touch so light had no effect
her heart beat louder
as she attempted again
not to be disturbed
asleep he remained
with the courage she had left
a shake is what she ...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 3:13 am
Soapbox Poetics
Into itself, beyond vast darkness, remote lights beckon our tomorrow.
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Into a new dark age
we go, marching,
careening headlong
[of soapbox poetry
there is no want
for many a voice
loudly rail and rant]
the terrain of our
condition and that
of our experience
has changed over
year upon year of
progress that has brought
us ...
Sunday 19th June 2011 3:07 pm
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