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While no one dreams, while no one else screams in the nightmares, come loose once connected to ruins scattered in entrenched thoughts – I am elsewhere in the fields of constant reverie where rivers flow like veins. Born in the blue conscious spark of desire. Funerals are black, when we dream when we fall back…
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Walk on divided curtains. See the sun’s unrest. I have long awaited you, with the fable to treat. There are shadows, departing. Light, that settles in. I want to hold hope in long arms, cradle the forests in their descending leaves. The light of day sleeps not with its frozen blanket in the soundest soundlessness.…
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“A calmness directed at a listener in a so-called honest fashion is not at all meaning to speak truth. Calmness holds back, because the speaker believes there are other times to let the remainders out. The patience that calmness depicts is not for the sake of being honest. It is for the sake of having…
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Walk past, move towards the door on hollow steps forward. You are answering another’s word, another tide to sweep the lush, soft moss apart from your skin. Grown old, worn, against the hush. You will not remain silent while the world grows violent. Something dances for your curves, – while earth is rocking each grain…
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Moonrise, quick to enfeeble the sight of mine, sent through her one final time in the haze. A last walk through the clock striking the minute, the hour, of days spent seeing me in her light. A depressed gesture sends me – to the lifeless tragedy buried here in these arms, within the fear. One…
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White noise, three dimensions, crystal sounds in each corner, in each life we faltered our attention. They were a highway ahead, turning straight, becoming dead. A mindful muse, a pattern upon your lips, one path through the vastness weakened from our arms. Where were we? We were driving a sentence forward, whether to Hell or…
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“It’s as though those mental health symptoms were never there, and you were on a drug that tapped into the placebo effect. You were experiencing a hard time. You were desperate. You reached out, and what you brought back was relief in a bottle with a special child’s lock on it. The cap. When you…
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Drift yourself closer to the cliff, if you must. I’d love to let it rain to wipe the scars clean from you. These eyes see you wander, linger on the edge, taking the pledge to a certain death. A heart will stop, all rhythms cease with the flow of a river entering a lake. Exit…
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A smile through teeth. Twin faces, curtained clouds, with the phantoms our shadows. The shores, they cling to all that messages bring. Collected, connected droplets, tears in a clouded bottle. Form your eyes out of haze. Our love in this room has bled in its fire, our heart in its maze. A sun dropped down…
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Spot the night, cold and white to the grim complexion you hold back. “What errors you,” I ask, in spite of everything I realize has exhausted the rain in your eyes. Clouds are heavier on your shoulders than your mind, over our faces together. To the streets, do you notice the sunlight between the walker’s…
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I did. I handed you the rope, while you chewed the air with it. I loved, indeed I loved, drying my tears, licking my wounds. Chasing tails, sharing stares beneath thunder and moons. Choking on the bones of the dead. Was there ever enough envy? The summer, back, the winter, black with snow to disguise…
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Shower taken, blowing smokefor another breath caught in the light.You shimmer in the fear,waiting for the rain, the tears.I realized how love dries when eyes spoke,disrobed to the phantom nights – revealed with the glimmering frightsin gestures, with the weatherthat sheds your wings with frozen feathers. When the snow stops, will you cryeven when I…
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