Justin Tallman Poems

'She has died! '
cried out the boy
whose only reason to live
was his crush in grade one
...

In short comings, and of
sand
O how the waves wish to devour
land
...

Tick, Tick, Tick
the clock opens the moment
to decide, if not to plan
...

I live in a city of mimes
to mimic golden idols
the blueprint on how to live
a life
...

Nocturnal
flapping powdery wings
flying beneath
the midnight
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I have traveled
for more than a millennium
to the center of space
...

The lonely moon
whom sits euphorically
in the darken sky
...

I, at some point had
a feeling for
the seasons
...

I've been stabbed
in my head
again

for the rampant
...

Through my eyes
I see your beautiful face
A seraphim's promise
I watch your hips
...