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it’s time to walk by unnoticed like apparitions do a coolness in the air a passing sheer as cliffs or a shiver of birds invisible ..

At the nape Of a frenzied meteor Cosmic dust gathers Like the high collar Of a queen To streamline Meteoric descent #

the sorrow in joy the joy in sorrow all things end #

Easy, right? A piece of cake! I’d like to know who made that one up. What the hell is so easy about a piece of cake? My father who was a b..

It rolls under her bed, a misshapen ball of soft gray down that gathers dust on the hardwood floor. There, hidden in perpetual darkness, it spr..

A loaded revolver against a sweaty temple is a lonely business. Raw dreams force-fed into the furnace miraculously smelt into poems glitterin..

Already ten years had passed since Ted Connors had committed and gotten away with the perfect murder. He recalled stabbing the farmer Vojtek en..

A Limerick Old Charlie got married to Wanda. No woman he said he loved fonda. Then why keep his black book Filled with women he took Is so..

(A Dorsimbra Poem

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