Where water told us both To wait is to awake the soul Where water told us both That a root at sea is a beak Where water told us both…
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Community, I am a multitude Contemplating an end Faithful to that we are Screaming that we’ll be Rooted in my will to stand And when we portend To raise the…
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There are abstract figures In the wind’s demeanor A singing workhorse To the price of rye I sit and wonder Is the price of rose A moral winter This…
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There was never any water It had turned into glass In the age of porcupines and dragonflies Before we drew complete circles to count the hours I found myself work…
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You lie to me If flowers, thorns, and sea Told me a city I’m at an end You write me graves Masked for rain Then two bright eyes An…
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Her sun’s gone, its weight unknown It leaves a kite, to tell the time Adonis, breathing, seated, on the 33 It’s now day out, until night comes Approaching Venice, evermore…
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A renaissance of, Psalm due to sum An arm in a palm Having done harm In weight her own Her eyes an outcome Her fate now known As an ocean…
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Bob Of 75 To be free To be free Free at last Heart, criticized River, oneirogenic Magnetized, we Free to feel A maze of leaves A meadow stump. We sleep…
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An ocean without boat or a sail I suppose is an offering To a fairytale And to light night’s sky With a fire that is no well The city’s osophers…
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City, brutalized in To leaves and rain Photograph of sexual tide And where he sleeps After his wish She keeps a knife Of beds unmade I’ve never known I night…
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A butterfly An absolute Tears the fabric Of an ending Lets in pure blue Again beginning A tale of fire A tale too. A butterfly Truthfully livid Flies a melting…
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