i feel

cleft.

clipped, like a coin

toward shapeless-

slim-shorn with some

numbing powder applied:

a morose cobblestone in some 

uniform place of gray

toothpaste in the mortar 

a daily bread

and the brushing like 

god's chess clock 

(its been on his turn

for a while now

since 1947

for a while now)

to know is to draw a wound 

from a well,

wa...

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I love you too
chronic,  6 am nosebleed . 

.

I can feel it 
I can feel it circling 
and breaking off 
layers scivved away 
by the cloying event horizon
by a tired pain in my chest

the weight 
of waiting

while the slumber of the river
calls.

could i be ophelia to you? 
left sun-bloated by the bedsheets?
death drawn through 
a pneumatic syringe and layers
of sickened foam
...

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together

thru all the glue

filn history's glossy cracks

and all the pines

from wane to wax

we were(are, perhaps)

moonrise bent

lain with backs

pressed on tarmac

slid red, long

longer than we thought possible.

dream-licked heads

shattered and spread :

painted lines on painted lines

on

painted lines

down along this serpentine road.

without a motion ...

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Some loses are meant to be

For they pave the way for victory

We may feel sad and full of grief

But having faith can bring relief

The road to triumph is not always easy

We must persevere and stay busy

Though many hurdlles may we face

Our determination we must embrace

So let's not fret or lose our way

Our tomorrow will be a brighter day

For every loss brings a learning ...

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A delicate touch on my skin.

How long has it been

since someone softly caressed me?

A touch so unknown,

yet Comfort finds their home.

As you trace the ink on my skin,

your eyes rake down my body,

drinking all of me in,

as if you have not drunk a drop of water 

for as long as you’ve been.

Your fingers on me,

feel like the first sunbeams that grace a leaf,

after a...

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Beep Beep Beep
The screaming of my alarm alerts me that it's time to stir awake from my sleepless dreams
I grab my mug and pour the dark liquid hell to get me through another day of 8-5
I grab my favorite unprepossessing red and brown checkered flannel with my short deep blue shorts
My eyes graze the outside sight of the glass infront of me
Cold, damp finger prints left by my hand as I begin ...

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The leaves of the tree

Behind the house of glass are falling

With each step of the wind

They liberate themselves from the branches

From the complexity of the connections

Connection of the root with the trunk

Of the trunk with the branches

Of the branches with the leaves

The leaves liberated themselves

From the connections

From the dependence

The leaves of the ...

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how can life be light and dark

especially at the same time

how is life good and bad

at the same time

life is always two things at once

it is a little confusing

but, hay, so am I

i am very confusing

especially when I'm mad

the world is like the yin-yang

it is light and dark

how can life be light and dark

especially at the same time

So tell me what yo...

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The only person who can save me

is me

A Random Hero wont set me free

Violets are blue

Its time for you to save you

Mentalities can't fly

Yours wont admit defeat

Not that I ever wanted you to lose

But, my grasp is still so weak

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