Apparently to be a poet—dogmatic on the outside / and lacking conviction within / is a hell one can leave / but doesn’t.
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Category: Poetry
but the sea swoons / with delight in holy purity / but sand breaks the stone / that covers my face
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Whilst searching through an unfamiliar room, / the guest against the bedstead sets abloom. / A blemished bruise that raise on his shank pain’s gloom.
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on its way to a hip’s ball / and socket
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Once, existence was on / full speed, catching rumors.
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Greek amphorae sprouting branches in the toboroches / and Dante’s whole paradise embodied in a dragon fruit (poetry)
Cut right in the middle
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America ignored dogs
splinters floods tears / the people who’ve had citizenship for / over a hundred years.
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dark people mark a place as dangerous or destitute, the word / jawn marks a place people gloss over on their way to DC
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Keep it secret, keep it safe:
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