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Let time
Brandish
Death against
My neck,
I’ve been
Bled by
Cruder
Blades.

#poetry

We laugh
Across eons,
Our atoms
Exhaled by
Some strange
Star, our
madness
With them.

#poetry

I speak softly
As to not
Disturb the
Dead.
I wish they’d
Show me
The same
Courtesy.

#poetry

Watercolor crow on vintage paper #mastoart #art #watercolor #crow

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Stood out in the rain to feel touched

We are
Figments
Of a dream
Half remembered
In waking.

#poetry

I’m just an ancient cursed wood waiting for a hapless traveler.

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“Eons” from Library on Fire. 395 pages of burning poetry and haiku. Only 4 copies left at https://www.nihtgengapress.com/product/library-on-fire

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#poetry

Bury me here
Behind the seam
Of reality,
In the capillaries
Between dreams,
No more fear
Or doubt.

#poetry

Every wish
Bruises the skin
Of the sky,
Strangles the
Starlight,
But my longing
Persists.

#poetry

Nightly,
The sky
Writes the
Poetry of
The stars.

#poetry

Happy New Year from California! 🖤 love to you all

Sometimes I forget I’m an adult and I’ll be drinking wine or seeing a naked body and I’ll be like “I could get in so much trouble for this”

[something pithy and topical]

POV: A reply guy is heading for your comments

My mamaw’s husband was a bounder. He would cheat on her AND give her possessions away to the women he cheated with. One day my mamaw saw one of these women downtown wearing her sweater, and she ripped it off of her and took it back. This is the kind of woman I come from. When I feel like I can’t get out of bed, I remind myself of this.