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Stalemate
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
they are waiting nowfar across the Green Mountainsin the early springbelow a black skywhere there hangs a hilal moonand a single starto the dusty coas..
epilogue
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
all our memories are photographs and every conversation written down on hundreds of pages your scent hangs like death a reminder of what was an..
in the deafening void
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
you scratch your neck whilst you sleep perhaps trying to rub out any trace of my kisses or pull off your ever tightening noose fruitlessly, I ..
crushed orchids
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
you are a mirage where I’ve lost myself clawing for mouths skin I drink you into my soul tastes like cinnamon how did it come to this? ..
scar shadow
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
hello stranger seem to recognize you from a distant past close my eyes and your voice is not new but different shades of a colour I knew before ..
slow burn
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
when is our next coincidence? choosing to bite lip over spilling truth when you find another excuse to touch my arm raising hairs on my skin ..
out of sync
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
plug in check out to another place the white chord lets us know not to talk silent while eyes do not see the world in front but the place th..
full circle
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
later, after walking back having laid the cards on the table so calmly but fragmented beneath I remember spying a Mcdonalds cup, thrown on the co..
ungrounded
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
do I doubt that if you came back now fresh-faced like before into my life I’d be ruined again? if you finally worked it all out and r..
little arrows
A Poem by
hanzabonanza
I go to sleep in a bed of lies that slide uncomfortably between my skin and the sheets sometimes out walking they pull faces at me from shop ..
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