w.O.W – without Wonder

I have needed to write for some time. I have needed to cleanse with a pen this pain that hangs around my neck like a golden-plated noose. My toenails chip away from the concrete as I deplete my mental reserves. Blended into monotony. Scrapping the earth desperately wanting to be rooted. My vision, Planted on […]

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Paradroid

I am stuck in this shell that is made of many metals. Surveying the landscape, Looking for other metals to put onto the metals that have been there for years. But every metal I find is of an origin that I do not know. And then it causes me to wonder. Do I even know […]

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Tarnished

There is a clock on the back of his hand. Ticking constantly. As time is known to do. The seconds clicking over his skin. Leaving cuts that will never heal. Permanent reminders of every misstep. Minutes slowly dragging, edging deeper. Slicing over scabs and dried blood. Deep thunderous knocking that rattles knuckles. The gears twisting […]

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Dense Love

I seek a love that that is dense, Growing in every direction. Infecting rainbows that show themselves after rainy days. I want to make time from scratch. From photons and neutrons, I want to create the fabric this love is wrapped in. Grant me passage to your ecosystem, So I can wash away the dead […]

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Flower Bed

I fell into a garden of flowers. And my skin melted into a softness. Exposing tendons and symetrical structures of bone. At first I laid there, Rotting away Being absorbed into something greater than me. There was a panic As I fought and struggled, My spine snapped, exposing malliable tissue. My claws and fangs bored […]

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Dis-jointed Connection

I have loved more often than I have taken full breaths. The caverns of my heart that are left are ancient. Predating hints of depression that I ward off using the leftover vapors from tears of pass lovers. Hiding under the covers with others To escape responsibility. Which vice shall I indulge in this time? […]

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Blend

My mind is sleepless As I rest between the creases of what it is I like about you. Subtle notes of lavender fill my senses As we commence to go out on dates in lands to us that are unfamiliar. Our words and laughter are unfiltered as I exhale into my cup of coffee. Placing […]

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