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Rhapsody

Rhapsody

Lay me down on briny stead
Chaos echoes in my head
Finest pillows upon gild sands
Foam...

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My Webbed Mind

Lost time

My Webbed Mind

Little fat black spider
Whom dwells with screaming women
You crawl upon there bodies
...

Poem -

Keys of Me

Look into my eyes
and see within them
the thousands of universes
expanding beyond time...

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Poem -

Their Possession

Rebekah:
From the moment I met you I thought you are indeed a goddess. I mean only them will treat...

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Mine mortal flesh can...

Mine mortal flesh can finally escape...

Though mentally, physically,
and spiritually healthy... meth
hood dolled logy
hoop...

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~ OPHELIA MISUNDERSTOOD ~

~ OPHELIA  MISUNDERSTOOD ~

To be so misunderstood, with an infatuation for Love
The powerful men of her world, hadn't a clue...

Poem -

My Frozen Lake

My Frozen Lake

For decades
I have
Known
What
Drives
Me,
Centers
Me,...

Poem -

My Frozen Lake

For decades
I have
Known
What
Drives
Me,
Centers
Me,...

Poem -

Chris

Most of us couldn't get enough of his shining brown eyes
though chubby the extra weight sufficed...

Poem -

Family, Strangers

Family, Strangers

Family becomes strangers
Strangers become family
And sometimes, loneliness
Is my...

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Loneliness

Rather be alone

Loneliness

For loneliness he calls for me every single night
He wants to play that game again of anger hate and...

Poem -

Loneliness

Rather be alone

Loneliness

For loneliness he calls for me every single night
He wants to play that game again of anger hate and...

Poem -

Isolation 2020

A better world

I hear my neighbours laughter,
I see my children's smile,
The world may be in a crisis,...

Poem -

THIS LIFE

THIS LIFE

I am a doll
in a doll...
in a doll...
In a doll...

set high upon a dusty sill...

Poem -

Heart-shaped

Heart-shaped

Heart-shaped
Coffer caressed
Sanctified with
Sorrows blest.
Many times
I...

Poem -

Self judgment

Self judgment

It’s ok to not like the way you look but remember beauty can be a self taught prophecy waiting for that one...

Poem -

Who are we?

Identity

Who are we?

We walk,
We glide,
We run,
We run away.

We stay,
We freeze,
We...