Inching towards exhaustion
Glass beads pour over porcelain
Calling from a distant room
Spine shivers
Sleep dips into blood
Stealing sight
Motive bled
Bitter almonds
Give me your hand
Month: April 2018
Whispers down the hallway
Bird song
Lost in words
Drowning in fragile silence
Face becomes real
Ether drags down
Sleep like lost memories
Calling out
Breaking down
Skin bursts in goose
Pulling up
Minutes to distance
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Desert spirits
Home is a harsh place
It’s beauty is a bowl of sky
Lit by fire twice a day
Stark
Minimalist
Thoughts push through
Fighting for survival
Here flowers grow
Scattered as they will
Instead of by design
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Destination uncertain
tempted with sunshine
cool weather
Instead rain
But cool
And so green
In the desert
There is much beauty
And trees rise like temples to life
But
Not like here
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A place remembers
Here I am
In the place of my wanting
Empty
Painful
Pictures of what might have been
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One breathe takes another
Wide smile bursts to grin
As all hearts burn
So does joy through lips
Speaking as translation
Fierce
Hopeful
As a bird little seen
Emerge out of sun
Grant audience
Oh child of joy
For I have forgotten
What you have discovered
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Departing the light
Caution breeds
Egg casings populate
Drab halls
Pupate steps taken away from safe
Away from sleep
Each step into unknown
Fraught peril
Drink draught
Last cacophony before
Senescence
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Frission between wake and sleep
Dream sleep functions
Unreal until dances the leaf
Last kiss
Last touch
Last time
Remembered night
Growing cold
Waiting for embrace
Skin shivers
As I
Unmoved
Stand
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Ends and beginnings and ends
What grows when thoughts of possible
When all seems bright
Expansion begins
Rooms long closed open
Thoughts long dust and dusty
Rejuvenate
Hope bursts as bloom
Fed fat on spring and blood
These rooms pass time empty
Doors swing shut
Sighs like lamentation in the downstairs closet
Sleepy forms just waking
Turn over in their uneasy beds
And at the end
I dwindle
To bared steel
Sharp eyes
And a heart once whole
Thrice broken
And slowly
Slowly
On the mend
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Storms whimpered rage
Wall of dust
Come swallow me
Let me disappear within you
Flay flesh
Flense to the bone
This vehicle has outlived usefulness
I’m ready
Pelgris 