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Keen Symmetry

These lines do not touch Straight-edged like ice Melting into the horizon Such perfect margins Caught in twilight’s shade Westward to Eden Where angels abide With one on each side Waiting for midnight These weighted wings Reaching for the sun In water-color strokes Like loving tendrils Curling one by one Around such artifice This keen … Continue reading Keen Symmetry

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Death of a Snowman

He lingered a beat too long Lured in by the promise of more Hat lost in the oncoming drifts Buttons punctuating the silence Plinking one by one onto white Then covered in impending doom He stands, poised and stately Awaiting disintegration With unintended grace. Sam Continue reading Death of a Snowman

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Passing

Light-skinned hues Such masquerading Multi-faceted lies And straightened hair Slaves to a culture They should despise This dark slides light Leaving shadows Such soul depressions In filthy lines Waiting for change A tacit acceptance The status quo Shifting in sand Bleached out and drying These solid ghosts Trying to blend in While the world shifts … Continue reading Passing

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Smoke

It is never the same This constant sorrow Seeping in unchecked Like so much moisture Pressed deep inside Overcome by your ghost These silent steps This fleeting shadow Discarded in morning glow This gaping hole With the shape of you Crinkled at the corners Like we used to be But I see you everywhere This … Continue reading Smoke

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Settling

The house protects its own With its whispered creaks and moans Stretched to its very limits By the secrets it withholds Outlasted by time’s cruel show Blazing sun dancing in windows Traced around shadow and light Like salty tears to dust Seasons blend together as rain Coalescing into prismatic refrain While wood calcifies like bone … Continue reading Settling

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Tepid

I tested the water Easy, easy at first A tentative touch Apprehensive at best Petrified at worst Wanting it to burn For old time’s sake A scalding lake To cleanse my sin Sloughing off this skin Like so much steam But instead it’s tepid Cool and clear And mockingly calm Desperately shallow Like I used … Continue reading Tepid