arcandon : Writing

Glad To See You

Glad To See You

A Poem by arcandon


It’s written somewhere in the castle wallsso glad to see yousoftly spoken in the halls i’m glad to see you but it’s been so longand ..
scattered interests (birds of every color)

scattered interests (birds of every color)

A Poem by arcandon


Why crows surround me when i’m dying to explorepigeons when chess moves in the parki’ll never knowwhy seagulls call the beach i drift home..
montiquated fjord

montiquated fjord

A Poem by arcandon


Fixing always fixing a leakin the towns beneath the shopheard about the limber moonwhen i know i should be listening to reasonholding you in armsreach..
Beijing

Beijing

A Poem by arcandon


Too hot not to leave Beijingexhausted,by a sudden stampede of burning ribbonthe pain of the mountains crafted from a single snowflakefestive sidewalks..
Grain Statues

Grain Statues

A Poem by arcandon


Grain statues in her honorhow they’re made to look so real hot pink lipstickon their chiseled loinhow they must have livedand died orhaven&rsquo..
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Butterflies

Butterflies

A Poem by arcandon


Butterflies in your stomachsome against the windsomeone’s traveling unobtrusively towards journeys endpanning for butterflies composed of earths..
Frailty Without Loyalty

Frailty Without Loyalty

A Poem by arcandon


Up against the latin quarterboy, or a blade gunning sharply at this, the ones who need him deadbut something appears on the musty commoninsteadsinging..
An Observer

An Observer

A Poem by arcandon


A snowfledger dockscrates from an icy courtfrom many places many ways requests for a sender have not returnedslowly caught on her webwhere she’l..
Gone Are The Days

Gone Are The Days

A Poem by arcandon


A terrible day to be a leafaching insideand crunching in the hillscrippled, and afraidthe tree it stepped from can no longer hold itand having many fr..
Living For

Living For

A Poem by arcandon


Remember when we used to be new and snow would prick out and sting on the metal bars and our lips would tie knots under the last bright ..

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