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A Dim Afterparty
A Dim Afterparty
Thou shall never know if words could ever suffice
Nor should the laws of nature bound the mind to the earth
For we exist as long as the fade of eternal light
Brings a dimming to the afterparty as we find it cannot always be night
And though our hands feel our knees and our locked chests
Some can see clearly yet roam in the subconscious dark depths
In a ...
Tuesday 28th September 2021 7:20 pm
Respect Women, He Said
Respect Women, he said
I remember my skin was tight coming in from the low of a Maine night
When she
When she
When she
When she
Discovered my claims of
I could walk better, I ain’t in pain
But she knew something other than how my words were arranged
it were the muscles in and around my mouth, sculpting my face
Or it was the bags under my eyes
She related to when ...
Tuesday 28th September 2021 7:18 pm
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