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The Object

The object blank, waiting an inanimatency alive in its constancy A sorrowful joy Little birth bloody and raw and loud Little death somber and clean and, quite suddenly, quiet sparkling with disuse cluttered with frustration A kaleidoscopic soul turning ever … Continue reading

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in the end

And there was in the end a shallowness tingling in the house that was a home   there was in the end an emptying memories defaulted, burned a waste   there was in the end a fragility a sheerness of … Continue reading

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Revelation

As I drive in the secular silence Fresh night glows pale yellow in the light Words of ages still cling to me So that this life seems surreal Gravel crunching beneath the weight Slowly stop on the cusp Window lowered … Continue reading

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