Agony

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Smatter

Smatter

Ice cold stream
Tinted with red
Faraway screams
Of the recently dead

Pillars...

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"SURREAL"

"SURREAL"

I won't gainsay
To evanesce
I detest the mirror
My revered infirmity

Yet I can...

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Breathing in False Colours

Breathing in False Colours

O Roman Goddess Venus, Greek Goddess Aphrodite.

Do you hear my whisper? Perhaps I speak to quietly...

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Circa February 28th, 1968 -...

Circa February 28th, 1968 - The Former Leiper Estate

Soon after our family settled
into the sprawling estate
named "Glen Elm" approximate
...

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I am Krakatoa

I am Krakatoa

Anger burns the fabric of my heart reducing it to dusty blackened ashes
Yet,for now, I control it...

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Uneasy Mantra Of Brinkmanship

Uneasy Mantra Of Brinkmanship

Intermediate Range Nuclear Forces
(INF) Treaty nixed, asper (gasp) infinite
wisdom (quite...

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Constantly Wondering?

Constantly Wondering?

Constantly wondering will it be okay
I got a letter to inform me of my appointment yesterday...

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Moments of desperation

You burdenly bear the troubles of many
Thouroughly processing your thoughts
To suffer so much...

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Sadness

Sadness is my life
always strife
No home no love
Yet nothing to give me hope
...

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Uncertain

My eyes are blurry...I feel like I should of been dead n buried ...My mind is tired n my heart is weary..My...

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Feel like drowning

Feel like drowning

Walking through the hallways
Put the earplugs on and listen to the music
Ten more minutes...

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Dead inside

Dead inside

Get in the shower
The water is running through my body
Why is it so cold yet so warm
...

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CAREFUL PLANNING (LEFT BEHIND)

CAREFUL PLANNING (LEFT BEHIND)

The holiday essentials have all been ticked
All the right clothes have been duly picked
My...

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BROKEN

Not even a month has gone by, yet I still really see don’t why, you chose to leave, leave me to bereave....

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Matthew Scott, Whar Art...

Matthew Scott, Whar Art Thou Spunk?

Nobody, but yours truly
bore deeply and countersunk
his spontaneity satisfactorily
...

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I Don't Want to Live...

I Don't Want to Live This Life

(Change of pace equals review of book
long out of circulation,
but eyes experience immediate...

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Angio

Angio

Angio
a flick of the wrist..
clean slash and Im in.
No blood curdling
scream...