Otherworldly, tactile retraction
of rainbows,
from the eyes of believers.
...
A lifetime with a classic pain,
does not give me peace or freedom.
Blind ideas scream,
breaking the antique silence.
...
Somewhere the truth lies still and frozen
why can’t we measure ourselves?
Measure the unseen depth?
Not for gain, not for bliss.
...
The tree, the sky, the moon, of
summer prick the eyes.
We suffer majestically.
The aberrations will
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Death has been my partner,
my best friend.
Every day the fear,
greets me in my bed,
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We don’t want to
see each other naked.
with our barbs.
Seeking the truth outside
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The wait begins adorned with symbols
for shadow to fall
between hope and pretention.
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Tonight a dark force enters my room
I will play with planets to decide
the course of my destiny.
A future has been tied to my past.
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Between want and desire
few crumbs of words
will not satisfy.
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