Lucas Akkadian Poems

Solemnly I discorded
to meddle in the cogs of grace,
Driving faster out of hope to be saved
as angels resisted and devils gained.
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I am suspended amidst the chaotic
disassembling of paraplegic machines
Terminally doomed and forever withering into stone.
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Our tethers fell dismantled
Into the withering sun
To leave me breathing in the smoke.
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With that ephemeral
tragic talk show stare,
to cut through your most
elaborate mask
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By Luke VanderPol


The animate corpses hunt for clemency
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My hand falls to the covers; releasing my
cell phone as it chimes a busy signal.
With new reserve she slips away
and back into her shell,
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by Luke VanDerPol


You stretch up to the sky
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Like so many other nights I tried
to close that bedroom door with care
and fall away to my own world
But that night you were there.
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Through another tragic sunrise
Inside this perfect wasteland
where I have come to believe
the mother starves the meak
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These nights are cold
and the days are a haze
As seconds drift by
like exhales of the sleeping
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