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Decomposed

You’re a traveler for the sound of wings. Its organic, magnetic, comforting flutter Eases you, resolves you, melts you into consonance Whose song sings the thing, that lies…. within The rhetoric of freeways, That stripe of sound Dividing you into … Continue reading

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Metaphysical Punch In The Quill

Error is as important as experience Tripping upon shoelaces Twisting an ankle, pain pills Moping in bed, with foot in air Wishing you could kick anyone who Has the ability to walk. Your mind wanders, perception in flux From the … Continue reading

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