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Interlude
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Interlude eloquent words ponder release from the tightly lipped artisan finding strength in the kiss of inspiration t..
why are the tips of flames pale blue
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
why are the tips of flames pale blue out in the street, tears for fears tears of fear burning and looting of hope th..
writers on the storm
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
writers on the storm Cain has come back to life, damn tree, the wisdom of the apple wormed away by infinite ego tryin..
a quiet frost
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
a quiet frost i read your words with icicle eyes our mutual blood frozen to the page and mine is starting to crumble into ..
it just figures
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
it just figures finding pain in perpendicular outcomes, the graph shows intersection heart, impaled by words actions on cro..
Mannequin Riding a Stone White Horse
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Mannequin Riding a Stone White Horsestolid smiles,an edgy grinthe man has claimed his dowrysince birthand now is trying to deny the markon his heart, ..
tinted windshield
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
tinted windshieldthe blond and the princekissed in anger, depositionan alarming interactiona terrifying reactionthe outcomeshe sleeps forever nowhe sh..
deconstruction's ghosts
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
deconstruction's ghosts i am the simile that is like no one you've known before i am the pause in your line that commas of..
fall back
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
fall back in the frosted grip of mourning i was one sixth of the hands that carried you to your sleep felt the charred s..
wishing for seconds
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
wishing for seconds toc-tic toc-tic like rewinding the reels of a flick i toss aside today's breakfast for yesterday's lu..
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