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Circling,
Spiralling,
I’m spinning on an axis,
In between the shadows and the stars,...

Circa April 17th, 2120, or 1820 military time,
yours truly attempted crafting id est feeble rhyme...

Gazing toward the dark night sky,
Scanning the heavens but don't know why?
The full moon is...

April 12, 2020

Life spinning out of control

it seems these days
that life is...

Cosmos’s 2020 April Poetry
Welcome to Cosmos's 2020 April Poetry. This is the fourth attempt to do...

I never like to sleep alone
I fear you’ll come unbidden.
I sometimes find I talk to you...

I am
the dark web
I took your
soul long ago

Alexa
is my
bride...

When I built a time machine, I traveled back to 1977 and gave my younger self a hard smack.
When I...