Category: Poetry

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Lost in Code

The television speaks in code In a language immeasurably low Like a competitive humming Vibrating from the inside out This conscious exhalation A paranoia born of consequence As if they’re all watching me Waiting for the resignation That comes before the night When the mix of color and light Play hide and seek in shadows … Continue reading Lost in Code

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Flying with No Wings

She flies with no wings Lost in atmosphere Chaos magnified by order And shoved in a box Like so many unsent letters She was always meaning to send As fragile as a hummingbird In the middle of autumn Or a gentle rainfall In the turning of spring Spinning out of control She gets lost in … Continue reading Flying with No Wings

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Hard Emotion

Love is impatience Unraveling the soul In a fit of pique Pious underneath Settling into life Frayed at the seams So unrequited Like a stolen moment And carbon tears Twisted into steel This hard emotion Fashioned in acid A small death Calling itself love But killing just the same In moments like these When hate … Continue reading Hard Emotion

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Stigma

This is devastation Dressed up in gaiety Taken by surprise In its darkest hour And left to decay Trivial as it seems Life masquerading On a layered stage Caught in the spotlight That accentuates lines Carved into features Long caricatured These rictus stares Frozen in canned laughter Or a chance at redemption A connection between … Continue reading Stigma

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A Slim Thread

The drawbacks were many Set up in random, thin lines As if they were equal As if nothing else mattered But love is discriminate With its pitiful adoration Exchanged for consequence Sprinkled with an ignorance That verges on the unkind Separated by a slim thread Like a dance on the tightrope With eyes firmly shut … Continue reading A Slim Thread

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Autumn Leaves

She smells of autumn leaves Like packed earth and promises Left in the tepid sun to dry Driven by the possibility of more As if eternity were tomorrow And she was born yesterday But life is just afternoon shadows Made up of what she cannot have Indian summer and daydreams The memory of consequence Tucked … Continue reading Autumn Leaves