Kyle Schlicher Poems

while cowering
inside a sandbagged bunker
i was thinking about the odds
of taking a direct hit during
...

your innocence
is
suspect.
your place
...

he lay there
under the sun
dried blood on his lips.
...

Where to start?

Not here for sure.
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gray clouds overhead
moody thoughts hanging over
my depression
...

glassy reflection
cooling pool without a bottom
deep water so deep
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snowflake falling
where the frozen ground
waits with open arms
...

you stand there, looking
like the goddess i once studied
in greek mythology.
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they do not
remain
silent for long.
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you cause
pain and hurt,
there are times
i know this to be true
...