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Poem #145 (Fire)
Sky thick with smoke a flame burns somewhere traveling up into the air and away into another land. Thank…
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Poem #144 (Sun Stripes)
Sun trickles through the blinds leaving hot stripes across the carpet floor. Wandering my feet find warmth in the patterns…
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Poem #142 (Words in the Night)
the worlds drip down and forget themselves molding on a floor painted with blood, guts and bones I am here…
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Poem #141 (Winter Night)
Fog floats down enveloping city bodies, buildings below. Night darkest now cold and icy holding, embracing my mind. Thank…
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Poem #140 (Paint Dandruff)
Chipped paint on the wall flaking off, a tiny pile of paint dandruff lays on the floor. Thank you…