patients - patience (09/21/2016)

Take in those gulps
Those long, patient breaths. 
the shuddering, creaking reminders,
flowing through empty halls
carrying with it
a salted, stinging brine
called retribution;
exaltation thru exhalation.

a hush
a loosening of eyelids tightly shut
running blood, piping hot
thru cooler humors, once stung
by memory, we are a mercy
to ourselves, forgetful fools
benign, in the burning fiefdoms
of power and glory
forever and ever
much as a candle goes out in the cold
wick saved for longer, colder nights.

i hate most thingsi miss you

◄ howl steppin (09/11/2016)

uncut (09/22/2016) ►


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