Tag: experimental

  • Baby Bird

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    I woke up feeling murky. A world is a nest and I was waiting to be fed. My feathers were starting to settle in and I realized I knew this, because for the first time in my life, my eyes were open. Every sensation was there to be seen, felt, and known. I was a…

  • Another Glamour

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    Harsh! By all events,The course that had ruptured throughHardly was ever so evident inThe eyes of those who lay before it. An example! How?For the betrayal of understanding markedA semblance of tepidity If only as suchSince the meaning of greatnessDissolves like salt in a boiling pot. The product becomes the attentionAnd the components are lesser…

  • So It Goes

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    It was a torrentIt was a hazeI was enveloped in a blue hazeThe water was stillI became still much laterWhen it became dark, so very darkAnd it was cold until suddenly it was notAnd I was dazedI was freeI was burning passionatelyIt was a blazeA red blazeIt was under gray smoke I perishedI was with…

  • Still in Progress

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    My life was wrapped in dental floss,The other end of it strung to a doorknob,And it was pulled from God’s jaws with a slam.I sprung free from His tooth like a chick from an eggAnd through a bloody stream, I took my first breathAfter a vicious cry as I came alive.

  • River

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    Swarths of green patchesThe gentle warm compressSwirls in the moon’s faceSmoke circles whispering inLavender kissCold mintFireflies in the warm windDry leavesSoft crunchHula hoopsSaw her in my dreams tooLavender hazeCold handsDipped them in the waterIt’s hard to understandFelt a hand brushFelt my heart raceMy mind’s running but I’m still in placeCold hands and warm heatThe distance…

  • Just This Once

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    My empty stomach asked not to be fedBut to be spilled outSo I expelled everythingUntil just my pretty carcass remained;My ribs extended out like an invite for an embrace,For hands to be dipped in the groovesAnd the still-warm meat poised to be clenched. I want to be held like that by a beautiful womanWho fills…

  • Nonsense No. 1

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    God bled out in an alley from forty-two stab wounds.You could read all about it in the papers:He was walking home with two paper bags full of groceriesWhen some good samaritans approached Him and said they knew a shortcutAnd so they took Him to heaven,But He must’ve been confused;He left behind His fresh sourdough loaf,…

  • Dot

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    Charcoal;Whisper, dust;Dirt, gravel, shard;Powder, crumb, scrap, shred;Reduced and reduced and reduced.

  • Blur

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    Eyes aheadSteadyMotion, cannot be trackedCannot be metCannot be feltAnd then disarrayHere, there, and everywhereBeforeAgainThere’s fuzz