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MULES
Mules
Shoulders sore, propped up over an internally burning stomach
Raw eyes anchored to keys,
Each digital page was a blanketed field surrounded by summits.
It’s no crowned jewel, although sometimes peppered by obsidian flakes,
Numbers indicating trailheads with the promise of mountains and lakes.
Following the spine upwards, eyeing the words down
Pages were the ...
Monday 30th January 2023 2:11 am
The Move
The Move
Xylene, Toluene, trichloroethylene,
The smell,
Prior paint peeled away and fell.
All off-white, only ever warmer; morning sunlight in the east windows
1887, a ship-builder discussed between three widows,
That line there, fixed up by The Man, too
Them floorboards wouldn’t look as good as The Man could do.
Where did he go? One asked inside of the plain room,
...Sunday 22nd January 2023 1:50 pm
The Lakes Have Eyes
The Lakes Have Eyes
Ferrari nails dug into Dogwood bark as August curled in,
And eyes mirrored the lake beyond the petals carried with a cooling wind.
Her favorite spot: atop a mica wall,
We used to go; we used to sit there and laugh; we thought we’d fall.
There was only one day, prior to autumn before the earth cooled
When the sky grew stressed and pelted us with rain, i...
Thursday 16th June 2022 3:23 am
Gemstone Necklace
Gemstone Necklace
I dare to wander far inside this trove of a head
Without chains around my ankles bounding me to my bed
Though, it sure feels like it
I feel a weight inside my lungs and my chest doesn’t like it
In the expansion and decompression
The plasm I bleed
And the skin closes up, it’s all alike
It seems.
In solitude, a bed of thin clouds dissolves benea...
Friday 27th May 2022 4:02 am
Literature Legacy; The Conceptualism of Syntactic Advancement
Literary, a mental structure I abide by so strictly, because I’m often aggravated if people use the wrong words in sentences when the practice is elementary.
I force feelings to words while so many keep in the current of an intangible gist, to which they might feel, or they might solely be on the hunch that life is dissolving matter. I do so in order to easily combat what my mind wants to enfo...
Tuesday 16th November 2021 2:48 am
eyes
eyes are following me everywhere i tread
eyes,eyes,eyes filling me with dread
they are chasing me to everywhere i go
following to places only i know
green mean eyes blue prying eyes
brown eyes of the darkest hue
they are hiding in the shaddows giving me no clue when they might appear
eyes,eyes,eyes how they sear into my soul
eyes behind cameras and cctv controls
...Wednesday 29th December 2010 7:53 pm
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