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Being

 

He bows at her body, thankful and polite, acknowledges the service, plays the part.

She smiles at stories, smart enough to be cynical but hopeful enough to be happy. 

He takes out a notepad and pretends not to watch for a reaction 

As she reads his silver words

As she reads his mind through the blunt tool of his silver words.

He runs. 

He thinks he’s wrong because she told h...

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Colour 309 U

As we sat

over coffee

she said

                she liked

                the blue

                of the wall

 

I could see a shade of green

                in the blue

 

The next table

                agreed blue

but

understood

me

                too.

 

We called it

Mermaid Blue

 

I wondered if that lady

                at the next ta...

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Imitation and Perception

I languish in lack
Abound in absence
And my visage 
Reflects yours
If anything at all.
Imitation is flattery,
Say those 
Who know nothing
Of either.
Perhaps,
My emotionless adoration
Exists in your vision,
Beautifully speculative and subjective.

Who exists in terms of self?
Without an other,
Familiarity is absurd.
Who can know
What he always sees?
In this way,
I present myself...

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Royal ascendancy

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A Prince is dead

and a Queen lives still.

 

The ramparts are free of ghosts.

 

Alas, 

I knew neither well

and that I ever did

could I ever tell?

 

If one was worthy

or un-so,

do any of us ever know?

 

The worth of any 

living heart

is never known

till the two

do part

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Running Man

 

Quickly pitting his wit

against an enemy

he reaches for his gun

the barrel is empty

the chamber clicks echo

 

Staggered staggering speed

as they close in he thinks

again which way to run

the white sedated walls

scream fear, shrinking backwards

 

A thorn through a window

whisperingly draws blood

as it strokes his cheek

reminding t...

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Fear

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Fear, expresses no emotion.

It neither wraps itself

In cotton anger, or

Brittle sanity.

It lives in the deepest part;

Of your dream.

Taking up room -

Where the life-force should be.

 

This living ghost,

Consumes.

It does not chew it's food,

It devours it.

No table is enough to

Satisfy it's cravings.

When every opportunity feeds

Unt...

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