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BAREFEET ON MY SHROUD

scented

He watched each frail toe
curve across the creased foaming fabric
light descending beams of...

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Graves beneath a living sky

LOVE LOST IN FOUND PAIN

Laidback under your ground
counting blossoms in eaten sound
While oceans washed
away...

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A POEM FOR WHEN I DIE


I want to write a poem that will be my epitaph
I'm being serious so please don't laugh...

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Begotten

Begotten

There's no such thing as mistakes
Because it's all already taken
By God, given
Free...

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BROKEN SEAL---BY ACCIDENT

DIMENSION DREAMER

Silver scars
bleed open
1,2,3,4

now as life drifts into ripped thought
...

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My old Grandpappasโ€™s clock

My old Grandpappasโ€™s  clock

The walnut case so ancient and tall stood
proud as a peacock in my Grandmotherโ€™s hall
Tโ€™was...

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Hypothetically, what if I ...

Hypothetically, what if I (a born again atheist)...

tentatively took page from playbook of devout believers...

Allowing, enabling, and providing...

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Here I rest

Here I rest

Lost in time between our blurred lines.
A blurred past because our time moved so fast and I lost my...

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Bells Toll

Bells Toll

Happenstance surrendered
Fated cadence rendered
For whom the bell tolls
Nocturne for...

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SKIRTS OF BROWN-SKIRTS OF...

midnights name

Scratch my head
using the beginning of a well-used phrase
just to see where the ocean...

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CAN GRAVES EVER LIE

a soulmates lament when left behind

Faked numbness
behind a setting sun
SKINNED SMILES
spread my face for planned escapes...

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thrive

thrive

If we won't respect the soul
That flutters in the wind
One may never see themselves
In...

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Remnants

Remnants

In this field in which I reign
O'er rows of gilded grain
Stoic upon crucified throne
...

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The plains of Megiddo

As the sun turns to red in a dark empty sky, on the plains of Megiddo four horsemen ride by,
Of...

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BLANK HEADSTONES

Her perfect place
signing the years in a 1970s spinning floor
splinters paid for on golden...

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Mist Of Beings

Roped

Mist Of Beings

The Stares
Follow you
and
Tie you down,
The ropes pulling you
Down...