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One bleak morning.

New stuff.

About being invisible.

Don't be too hip.

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For a contest.

sometimes silence stalks me steady, seemingly discreet, but ready, lack of noise destroys composure, reeling from my soul's exposure, sometimes ..

today my heart was ripped apart in countless little pieces, strewn about the parking lot so sure, but not quite right this situation pulled up in ..

i dream about the late nights we spend together, the moon bright in the sky with Venus swinging by a string, so much in the moment that t..

My first poem in about eight months!!! Inspiration returns.