Tag: Poetry
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Canonical: To Those Who Fell Asleep (We Never Slept)
The night was long and cold for sure People were changing to who they were Some regressed and called it progression Others repressed and increased aggression — The village was plundered, our women were captives To weak will men in language they’ve crafted Who guard the gates and who let them in? The volunteers were…
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Canonical: Weaponizing Others’ Knowledge for Exploitation
Bleak beginnings finish forlorn Causing chaos gods are born
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Letters: Give Up Reality
My dearest darling, Your unsettling dreams in my absence plagues me as well. I wish all your fears I could dispel. My greatest achievements mean nothing to me. I’m not out here chasing a dream. There is but one dream I have, and it is you. You’re in my mind constantly. In wake and slumber.…
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Like a Metaphor
Like a metaphor, only resembling love Like a metaphor, we didn’t call it what is was Our feelings blinded all rational thought We called it love, though really it was not
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Letters: Saying Goodnight
My love, Since we’ve said goodnight, I’ve had a pit in my chest. I really can’t know if you love me as I love you. How can I know if you are sure as I am sure? When I fall, I fall hard. I feel as if you’ve brought me to the moon, and each…
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The Beginning and the Purpose
Poetry is the acrobatics of spoken language. Mixing meanings and messages to incite and excite. I’ve had a concept plaguing my mind. I can’t get it out. The purpose of this blog is to release the pressure from my mind. Allow this monolithic thought to escape. To some, it will have no effect; to others,…
Lost Cartographers 