Matthew Bass
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The Ink Of An Unknown PoemA Poem by Matthew BassI think aloud about the direction fate will take us, my love, because this world hurts me far too much. The response of fight gives way to flight as .. |
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CrossroadA Poem by Matthew BassI see no light at the crossroadbecause the coast is still months away,but my feet stopped aching days agoThe more I walkthe less the cold winddrags ag.. |
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Apocalypse(Can´t Come Fast Enough)A Poem by Matthew BassI do not runat the pace of accomplishment.I am far too carelessto allow myselfto be unravelledfrom the stringsof my emotions.The weeks and monthstick .. |
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ZenA Poem by Matthew BassI´m boiling the tea you bought,it´s important to brew it perfectlyThe book is almost completewhile mine has barely begunThe park wasn&acut.. |
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The Remnant: Slow Death And Drunken Prose From Tri..A Poem by Matthew BassYou shouldn´t scare peoplewho might buy your bookswhen there´s an angle to sell.Reading from the notebookis redundant, and it´s shit.. |
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BlanketA Poem by Matthew BassSTOP TELLING ME HOWStructures are TO strAight jackets with can you[not] fl.. |
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DecisionA Poem by Matthew BassSmoke in the spring mist sticks to your throat in slimy membranes. The weight of the cross-walk cracks and screams under the deafening gravityof your.. |
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BrokenA Poem by Matthew BassDarkness doesn´t scare me;Isolation does.The cold windblowing soft needlesbetween the thinning threadsof an unwashed blue hoodiedoes scare me.Pr.. |
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Indian SummerA Poem by Matthew BassI wander wide-eyedretraced drunken paths,footprints embeddedin wet cement.Old structures block the sky.Cheap movie setscursed with the workof a 20 yea.. |
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Clash of Hunt(ers)ingtonA Poem by Matthew BassDarkness inside the womb. ego screams(at) the light from the four corners of mother. But we, pray to prey upon the altar .. |
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