Strange

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Stalker's convertible

Stalker's convertible

He drives the
convertible
by her house

clinging to a
memory
she no...

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HAS THE ZERO CURSE BEEN...

HAS THE ZERO CURSE BEEN BROKEN?

I'm sure many people who are History Scholars may be wondering if it's all just a coincidence......

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Tapped Line

Who hijacked my thoughts?

Tapped Line

Criss-Cross like a checkerboard
The ticked box I was hoping for
Now I`m stuck and dark and...

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Bitter

Hate This Feeling

Bitter

They keep just coming to me! Not meant to offend and isn't directed at anyone, just the words that come...

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StrangeDAys

When did the world begin to feel strange?
It was before Covid 19
OH yeah way before that...

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Scared Fish

A Bad Dream

Scared Fish

I know I`m alone. I have to be alone.
Crackle. It goes late at night.

I know I`m alone. I...

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That lull before a storm

That lull before a storm

I sense a strangeness amidst the air
My ennui of apathy is aroused in aware
Do you know that...

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Tarot Visions

when the major arcana stops by

The star dropped out of the sky
Hovering above the ladies head
She was dressed in a gown...

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~ The Saddened Shores Of...

~ The Saddened Shores Of Insignificance ~

In the throat of the lobster
I spy a clinic full of cynics
Fishing off shore
Who, in...

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A QUIRKY BRUNETTE

Met a lady one day I am not going to forget
To me she was for sure a quirky brunette
Never...

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Submerge

Submerge

Four walls submerge me,
Showing me the shadows,
that dance and dance,
craving and...

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No if’s and but’s

No if’s and but’s

When there is no if’s and but’s it is an incontestable conclusion..an indisputable, undeniable open and...

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The Yin and the Yang

(Yin-Feminine)
(Yang-Masculine)

Self connecting.. intersecting.. the yin and yang that...

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Another Planet

Another Planet

Roses are blue, violets are red.
Dogs don't normally shed.

Aliens here, aliens there....

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Ouija

Ouija

Cadaver in cesspool midst bludgeoned blade,
Foul stench spews profuse in serenade,
Innards...