ryan blood Poems

i was something
with you
something
angry and somuchworse
...

drifting through
dream orchards from which
red apples are stolen
juice streaming down my chin
...

Your neighbor (the man
with the cane of oak
or yew) may have loved
once -
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Poems you dreamed
as the Moon rose
your Mother held you
sweet red lips pressed
...

let me compose myself
like a symphony
note tumbling upon note until
they are chasing each other
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brother, your darkness
closes over me like an eyelid
and I am invited into
the hole your absence
...

You
hoarding your sadness -
a dragon keeping his gold
to himself
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i have written nothing else
the book of my life
lies empty; waits
to be filled, i dream
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this morning
i confessed my insecurities
and you listened
you who i did not know was listening
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you should see the moon
tonight.
It sits, a smile, perched
among stars and
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