Tag: Writing
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Futility
resistance is futile.thinking of us dailyprepared you for mesince before you’d heardof resistance.and still you have wanted it.
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Romans 7:11
Thanking fading sins Doubt of consequence is seeping in. Each one shaking with feeling, but wouldn’t say, “And the commandment, which was ordained to life, I found to be unto death.” The wind hinting-hurling at a tempest mind says to the emptiness in waiting… Though it was to be filled with faith— Being whole unknown […]
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Put Out What You’ve Set Ablaze
The scent in those leaves is yours The heat of the tangle we share The hit of this tango we’ve skipped Long lost in the jungle we wait Four limbs to be strangles in “yes” Head light from the toggle and twish I’ve longed to be headstrong and wrong Five eyes to be open and […]
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Should Not Even Be A Word
What is not gradient?What flow of time isn’t eventual memory loss? What remembrance wasn’t each day feeling the real thing less and less and then transferring sensation into delusional perception—for the sake of not fading? What isn’t gradient?It should not even be a word. What catatonic love wasn’t daily forgetting why anything was worth the […]
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“A Deep & Gorgeous Thirst”
( This piece was recently published the Hawaii Pacific Review. That enough was reason to open it & I was more than pleasantly surprised❕💬 ) by Hosho McCreesh (from A Deep & Gorgeous Thirst) At the chalet and you’re guzzling down bombers of Farmer beer, and the occasional measure of … A Deep & Gorgeous […]
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Warmest French Bread
I am the River Moldau collecting beneath crossed ankles. I am the sideways push to get out from your path. I am you, stained grey-air ash. I am warmest French bread and condensation on the plate. Me and the droplets waiting for spreadable Everything’s Better Butter.