What self should be bring - what part of us should we lay to ourselves?

cast out across memories pre lockdown which still taps us

on our shoulders?

My face feels like hardened paper mache.

a soft gentle shuffle until the light fades

The face of falling seasons throws chthonic echoes across buzzing rivers

some places move on even when we do

Falling through a cr...

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Sharp eyes gleam from yeasty bread

Suspenseful stars trick savage horses

Sephardic interlopers run thru the hallways of life;

tears are driving their day

creating my own judgement day again

All the world is weeping for the broken dreams

A distant ghost wandering the wilds

closing down behind us

Thinking grim thoughts on dark grim nights

Folding the piece ...

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Herring-packed collisions gravitate together

In her own Wonderland she avoids the looking glass,

Red rain washes the stain away

Tonight we re-zoomed our relationship

Renewed our unspoken vows

The gods of Zoom count their coins in the jungle

Pollocks ! she cried, I'm at the wrong disco!

Marching onwards in this town of mine

The anger of the forgotten people

And those...

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