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December SkinA Poem by HopeOrHorrorThis is meant to be read aloud. So, please keep in mind that some emphasis or intonation will be lost in the reading. |
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misericordia Domini inter pontem et fontent.A Poem by HopeOrHorrorA gentile tapping.Rhythmic. Pleasing. Soothing.-Eyes that make me tremble.The idea of it.Like awispof smoke in the wind.-Noticeable but ignor.. |
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AcceptanceA Poem by HopeOrHorrorI am not my art.Struggle.Fight.Smash against it.Embracing failure. |
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Dog DaysA Poem by HopeOrHorrorThe sky strains for blackness against the humanity that aims to block it out. The only stars are Venus An airplane My eyes strain.The s.. |
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ArchitectA Poem by HopeOrHorrorPull me apart The sticky tendrils hanging from your fingertips remove remove remove dismantle deconstruct I.. |
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The Thing I Hold Most Dear, Yet Must Soon Bid Fare..A Poem by HopeOrHorrorMy head hums with the brilliance of wires.Fingertips vibrate. Ache for the ink. Buckets of it. Barrels of it. Drown me in it.Memories and fantasies an.. |
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RicochetA Poem by HopeOrHorrorThe wave hits Black and frigidI am ripped to pieces I am violated in every way imaginablePulled down, down To the place so deep the pres.. |
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'Be it Rope or Garter'A Poem by HopeOrHorrorMy teeth explode. Bones snap. Others shatter. I am spread across six feet of my living room. Blackness. Hand fulls of hatefull.. |
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AufgebenA Poem by HopeOrHorrorI died todayThe black crushing weight decended.As it does. Again and again.I raised my eyes to meet it. I raised my fists to fight. To struggle.My eye.. |
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guerre dissous (war dissolved)A Poem by HopeOrHorrorMy fight is with myself. My screams echo back at me. Turning and multiplying within themselves. They tear my skin. Rip the fles.. |
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