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A Dirge For Harpies

I have survived Too long, too much Indeed, withstood To fall now Down, farther into greater shadows The light will not drift I will not allow that I have allowed too much Already Piranhas orbit Rude carrion Crawl across the spine However bent, however broken Taking little pieces of me Viciously, delightedly Careless No longer […]

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Records in the Dark over Market and Park

My Anarchist Pollyanna My girl too far, too near For whom I And she Was born too little And too late Like ships passing Not in the night, but Along shoals of years Across shoulders of giants Searching for rainbows Bridging the gulf And everything in between   Random futures are spake In the grooves […]

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Ruin

Small things Sing Small things Dance Little lights Wrapped around Big trees   We are climbers Across outlasted ruins But the Ruins Not their builders Not their Ruiners Well the Ruins They’re still There   What does that say? We put it up To ruins? Is that all we can hope for? To be ruins […]

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