Point one finger at methree more point back at youThose were my last words to youfive years ago Any amends I could possibly makewill only exist between me and Godbecause you will notunder any circumstancesbe worthy of the graceyou once got from mewhile you were aliveand kicking peopleyou deemed beneath you You are now pushing…
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I was there when you were bornFar out in a distant placeI felt your heartbeat as if it was my own I saw your eyes openI’ll see them close. With each year that has passedI’ve grown closer to youOne day destiny will make us oneThis place will remain yours until that day comesIf you knew…
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His wife let leave her rigid lipAnother trembling sigh,A cargo tossed to save the ship,To let her sorrow lie. “I hear and love you, light of mine,”She found the words at last,“Yet look once more the family fine,Your hopes have quick o’erpassed.” A knowing nod received her plea,Expectant and reposed,Her hand, aquake perceptibly,He took and…
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Present obsessionshere today, unwanted tomorrow, gone yesterday:ready to assemble and made in China, ready to toss before it’s assembledfrom box to garbagenew technologies and smart speakers, houses modernized clonesfrom human contact to computer takeoversocial media and texting, connecting you with everyonefrom acquaintances to strangers to stalkersSmart phones and iPadsinstant images never printed, from snap to…
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The sun was bright as Adrianne stepped out of her house and settled the large black hat on her head. The well-worn, floppy brim had been trained to fold just so in order to perfectly keep the sun from her eyes without impeding her vision. It provided the well needed relief for her to see…
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Ah the scraping of timeworn tabletops,Scratched at and tinkered by puerile minds,Speedily scripting drivel. Ah the smell of venerable carpet,Trodden and treated to absconders,Whose footsteps fade into memory. Ah the craving of lunch hour’s fury,A quick rush of sugar, dough, and nicotine,Fueling learning’s deadline. Ah the indignant stern corrections,Stifling the sordid, immature chatter,Paving way for…
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Everyone else failed me except you,Mere machines buzzing with constant sound of self-destruction,they mortified me too, love.Their wounds opened and healed in my hands,My body clock ticks only to bring waterto deserted lands.And when these hostile beasts I’ve loved after youcome aliveto vapor their flux down on me again,I come back.You appear to be everywhere…
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Fleeting leaves of haunting treesGhosts of August goneFall to despair upon its kneesTo whisper winter’s song. Your soul trampled beneath my shoesYour heart bare of breastFor your last dirge winter blowsAnd at last falls out your nest. Dead to me the bird that’s flownTo finer trees in finer placesIt cracks my mind to have ever…
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Ejecting love through darkest inksis a turning, an aimto match the missingpieces left behind to the whole. Some aim to turnmemories into skin, skewering thepieces left behind. Around the hole,gravity pulls each particle to my memories, skewering my skin topages—anyone’s thumbs would numb aseach particle pulls gravity.Holding the light white canvas of pages (my thumbs…
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