Tag: poetry
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#84
Rage-feathertrembling,your parts, unconstrained,cry out, plague-doctor,in the brume,by lantern light,split, count us among thedrowned, Kraken-soul,wasted, risen in the twilight,drag down beneath your waves,those who gorgedthemselves thoughtlesslyupon ourtragedy
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#83
Sky swept,westward, our patchworksail, drawn tight,carries us far from home my heart,split, shattered and strewnamongst sea glassmends itself of June the moon, drawn close,speaks for the silent,the moon sunkentoo, reminds meof you
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#82
Raven-eyed,billowing, our fortunesprung up from the deep desire, cloud-swept,found itself again,your heart set free,among the mountains, in the meadows,falling down,raindrops, a diamondupon your cheek
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#81
Mirebrook,petrified, our legacyrunning dry drove us to the sea Immortality, absconded,sunk beneath the waves,your heart, embittered,no longer cares to justify thatwhich you take from other to satisfythat which youbelieve is owed to you child, you alone,remaining,comb the ashes,one day, in time,you too will find yourselfswept out,tempestuous,your inheritance,a callused heart, brining,carved from stone
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#80
Severance, gilded, a silver string, your anchor to the city of trees, her life, hollowed out and lost to the wasting sickness moves you once more to exile, the riverside, desiccated, becomes a footprint, her memory, clutched tightly in the moonlight to your chest, packed down with grief, unblinking, a patchwork requiem for better days
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#79
Bracken-lips, your eyes, in the lamplight, unravel Her eyes, fleshed out and wasting, swept the countryside, your eyes, unraveling, pass me over, unseeing, in the lamplight, final, reimagined
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#78
Silver-banded giver, from your lips, a theriacal crescent, the moon, a sliver to our shard, reflects to me, in the dust-light nothing at all
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#77
Dreamer, your heart, peeled open, keeps its own confidence desire, a stranger, speaking in tongues begets only sorrow, you, again, plumbing the depths of sorrow with your pen, peeled open, find yourself a stranger, entangled the world, untamed, came before us, reason, in the hands of blind men corrupted, lifted us up from the dirt…
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#76
Castaway, wayward, drifting upon an ossuary of Sumerian memory, forgotten, beneath the willow, beneath the glass you, calcified, preferring solitude to certainty left the others to their rafts, an attenuation of misfortune sinking alongside the captain and his ship, saw itself, reflected in the deep the profundity of silence, a smile, painted over, your life,…
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# 75
Exile, vitiate, having fled the Red-caps in the streets, bury your poems, a flower, by the roadside a revival, swelling, came, masked in the twilight, the faithful, preaching love, nailed she who was once the sum of your world to a cross and called it good fury, impotent, set, a tattoo on the skin between…
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