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A Poem by Patch Silver

So I wrote a book

Forlornness

A Poem by Patch Silver

narcotic, as manic I may (pessimistic) beharakiri, your pedagogy (pantomime) aplomb (caustic) am I? I masticate? is there no remorse for my transgress..

To the one that I still love.

A Poem by Patch Silver

This started with a moment.Isn't that what we are? Moments?From the couch from where she kissed my cheek,to the tennis field where she left me.They we..

To the one who called herself my mother.

A Poem by Patch Silver

I remember.It started at dawn,cool breezes turned to fire.You made me,then you kept me from you.I remember.The silent knife carvings,up and down,we sc..

And, it's gone.

A Poem by Patch Silver

There's a whistle in the wind. Revoking brain spots, scattering powerful emotions, binding twine and discomfort. Thunder cracks the vessel, finally re..

everything is breaking

A Poem by Patch Silver

A coma structure I am, I play (romanticize) forever binding stars. 'Till dusk. "till dusk ('till dusk?) (Why (y..

To the one who is abash.

A Poem by Patch Silver

Abash? So it seems, so it seems. The fury never thought of loss, abolishing all amity, are you still so childish? cackling and cackling you made..

We were once here.

A Poem by Patch Silver

I was born from an act of sin;spat from lips and cringing fist.In the desert (laid to waste) I stare.It is funny;only a glitch,and you are here (eatin..

Only dogs chase their tales

A Poem by Patch Silver

I have raped the lock, doleful, monopolizing. Nonchalant? Never believed to be. The psoriasis isn't getting it's attention. Tell me your plans, and I..

Let us just say.

A Poem by Patch Silver

Lets just say That this could be the end and nothing is ending the way that it should be For what it's worth I've collected memories causing me t..