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Architecture of a mind operating on lower brain fu..A Poem by JCharcoal cloud banks breakthe day to pieces; split blankets and sheets when I’m too old, it’s too coldand I don’t really care.Acci.. |
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A 40 Year ContinuumA Poem by JWhispers drift and dissipate into a canopy of the dreams of youth, Two lives bound, still, by a diaphanous thread . . . tattered now by.. |
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a dream of frayed edgesA Poem by Jwarning: dark and and disturbing |
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winterA Poem by JWinter . . . I can see it turning around in the light folding the brittleness of summer into the monotony of sharp sticks It is stil.. |
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UnsentA Poem by Ji hope maybe i haven't really lost my mind; that paper isn't always buoyant and ink is highly soluble. i guess brain power truly is r.. |
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BlueA Poem by JBlue air on the streets and in your hair seeping into blood still traveling oxygen-lit and sweet Blue tears on your palms and beyon.. |
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WordsA Poem by JI hold them in the palm of my handwhere they rest quietly against fingerscurled gently. protective.Days and nights long and late . . . they wink in no.. |
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Words ... epilogueA Poem by JI noticed just the other day when i turned my bluejeans inside out a curious little note left in my penny pocket that flickered and glittered.. |
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Thinking it overA Poem by Jthese questions mutter to me in the quietest hours before wee dawn ruffles my curtains blowing naked chills over smooth skin beneath a pec.. |
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BridgesA Poem by JInspired by the words of a friend whose words in a simple message are often poetry |
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