coffin walls are beginning their compression
ever nearer wooden walls, silk lined crimson,
oaken chest or cedar, not a preference I want to contemplate
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Small though he was, a wren amongst eagles,
he tried to fly with bullet holed wings.
angels don't belong, she said, here on this battle field,
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I woke up today in such a flap
My rooms so untidy I needed a map.
So much to do and things to mend
Books to read, cards to send.
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I always arrive too late
You always leave onanother train
Probably the express.
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Memories dissolve charcoal edged, smudges on the peripheries of frames; faces swirl some glad to recall, others, not so.
Facebook page turns memories Bully Beef returns
haunting, taunting dark demons, red.
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No inspiration the pen lies abandoned.
I feel desiccated, a husk, dry as old parchment.
Glaring at me the creamy white paper lies like a vacant lot
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The waters rise like steam, churned to a fine mist as it crashes into the Devils Throat.
here where the land slipped, sliced to cut the river now a drop, a fall,
its voice drowns all sound; rainbows play across its edge whilst birds dive into the water
to nests on thin ledges, hidden by your watery curtain.
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A pebble falls in the ocean, ripples surge outward.
cause and effect, effect and cause. unknown altering time, changing dimensions
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mood starkmorning blues
pale lemon sky blinks off nights cloak.
throughmist rises obsidion trees silhouetted stark drippingtears of dew.
weighty sky oppressive as my heavy thoughts,
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entering into conscious free fall knowing I worried too much
I drift.
Are youawake? she asks in italics
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