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- Disphoria at allpoetry
Wanting of lyric,
a tune meandering out - Subtle White at allpoetry
I never breathed a blindside
swift and sudden as - Zeitgeist at allpoetry
The world in pen and ink,
or white pencil on shadow canvas, - Past Green at allpoetry
In those days we were full green,
never thinking far ahead to regret, - Nevergiving at allpoetry
Tilted
for zombie hour, - Black Ocean at allpoetry
Concepts of whirlwinds notwithstanding
much thicker the chi runs here, - Dust at allpoetry
All the sky in a single moment,
a proud skyline dissolves, - Within Blue Egg at allpoetry
Blue serene
held deep as breath, - Void Heart at allpoetry
It sleeps in the belly behind
watchfull dogs, the black behind - Sense at allpoetry
The grayest inklings
tickle stomach and throat, - Garden at allpoetry
trimmed back
green woulds wet with sap, - This Quiet at allpoetry
Xylophone tumblings,
the keys a marble stair, - Lightbreather at allpoetry
With a touch, ice electric
cold shock they clench tight, - Chemical Noise at allpoetry
He pulses, thrums, and beats inside his skin
drinking silence for white noise cultures, - Honey Rations at allpoetry
Given thought to the wild whispers she wreaths herself in filtered - The Waiting Seed at allpoetry
I see the littl-fingered pollyp, green hovering in intersticial green - Red Shift at allpoetry
Sorry so long to leave these echoes haunting, I've found ways to space and spend time - Speaking On Spirits at allpoetry
The older one, enligtened to a novice degree, - #Xvi at allpoetry
No glory here in riding three- quarter ark from fire to - 01000101 at allpoetry
How long i ride incandesced candescent- 01101110 - Like Clockwork at allpoetry
A hard-thin veil, blood-candy coating on Gaia's firmament, - Chapter 2: Strings, Scene 1 at allpoetry
Seats and rows shuffled full, plum velvet framing - Chapter One: Kingly at allpoetry
"I've heard it said by some unremembered wise man, - Resonate at allpoetry
The downward spiral echo of residual souls, catapaulted - Prologue: Jabon's Warning at allpoetry
Standing tall under streetlight spotlight, framed in darkling, angled forms of - Animus at allpoetry
"My old darling rage, keep thyself hidden." - Hounds at allpoetry
This is nothing less than an insult, surely - Gargoyl at allpoetry
Sketched in demon effigy, of stone and iron wrought, - Skinhusk at allpoetry
Husk pressed softly downward feathered weight folds - Scorpion Eggs at allpoetry
You are spiders / curld inside mine / husks of hands and chest-born caves, / slither-sliding / all inside me / animating / stillborn tissue, / hollowed out by / thousand eggs, layed inside / one starry nigh - Freewrite 1 (In this end) at allpoetry
In this end, / all of fire and flame, / on man down. / In this timely end. / Where is ths mind? / Where do I, uncarnate drift? / In this end. / Holy shrounds of lost breath, / ' a - This Silence at allpoetry
As the music fades, and the radio sits quiet, / He pauses, and speaks: / "I know this silence, / that void before the immaculate chorus / that signaled the start of that miracle / self-destruct - The Cello at allpoetry
. - Her Spinning Frame at allpoetry
In a million starlight thirteenth hour,
As sleepy dawn lay closed - Tutor at storywrite
“Write what you know.”
The time-dulled wooden blades of the ceiling fans turned silently above Kingly as he tried to concentrate on the words he was typing.
