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for you, if

Nothing is ever truly silent Blocking out sound I still hear the hum of my own ears The bell tolling vibration of damage done Is this the same as fear Once the source is removed Is the echo of fright still felt Thrumming in my moth wing heart Is this the same as hate Remove… Continue reading for you, if

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across grassy lawns

I walk a path of most resistance Side walk, pavement, footpath, dark and dingy alleyway Trailing, meandering toward my destination But I can't seem to stop stopping along the way I sit and have a coffee in the gutter I wander into someone's yard to lend a hand I set fires and kiss hands and… Continue reading across grassy lawns

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flower, when plucked

Flowers need the Earth, the ground, to be flowers But the ground is still the ground without the flower The flower does remain the flower, when plucked. Once a pretty little thing to look upon, but soon wilting, dying. The ground doesn't need anything to be itself. It is always the ground. If someone asks… Continue reading flower, when plucked

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the view around me

I watch it fade into hindsight The image of him in my rearview mirror gets smaller Familiar scents, like that from nightmare-shaped airfresheners, dissipate into the atmosphere Adjusting the driver's seat so I can finally reach the pedals. Break and accelerator. I just keep driving My hands firmly on the steering wheel but knuckles no… Continue reading the view around me

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bonds positively charged

Feeling rain on my skin As if for the first time Droplets cool as snowflakes Divine scents of earth and ozone and decay The rain trickling down my windscreen no longer looks like tears Water molecules cling to each other Cohesion Hydrogen bonds Positively charged Rivulets seem random But there is always a reason Always… Continue reading bonds positively charged

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midnight stars once

Autumn always happens too quickly It sneaks up on you That silent demise A promise of rebirth My soul is quieter Where once a bonfire burned Raging like witch hunt's fire There is now a new flame A deeper one Warm and cool Not burning but bright Leaves, where once green, start to turn at… Continue reading midnight stars once

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music, air and wanting

Small forevers In the little intimacies Standing close But not touching Sharing earbuds Sharing music Sharing time Air and wanting The only thing now between us Whispered words, like Lyrics or poetry or nothings But is this real Or just another fantasy Just a dream Because I stand here alone Waiting for reality Waiting for… Continue reading music, air and wanting

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best part even

Missing you Like the shadows miss the night I'm coming for you Hunting you Are you hunting me? Spiderwebs Like secret messages woven Dangling just out of reach Journeys are the best part Even if the destination is unknown You haunt me in the most delicious ways Future ghost Not Christmas but Halloween The patience… Continue reading best part even

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ramble, ramble, ramble…

I have had an empty canvas sitting on my art table for weeks now. Two days ago, I picked out the paints. Yesterday, I put them in the right order. Why is it that sometimes art pours out of us. Uncontrollable. Undiluted. Like blood from an artery. Like drunken vomit. Like me talking to a… Continue reading ramble, ramble, ramble…

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not poetry – take 2 *or* getting to know your lemons

Not poetry part 1 is here I am rarely serious Well, that's not true I find it Difficult To be serious Terrariums are a thing A thing I like to make Picking a jar Rocks, charcoal, soil Choosing plants and bugs Creating a mini world And watching it either thrive Or perish I like bugs… Continue reading not poetry – take 2 *or* getting to know your lemons