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nameless III
the more of me i see, the less of me i want to be. i feel empty and dreaded and dead inside;
i’m a horn atop a pig’s head;
i still remember dogwood, sitting under my porch;
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nameless II
my name? what is my name?
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nameless I
death and malice behold thee, what pains of being are inflicted upon thee, those creatures in the water and the hills continue to watch thee, the wind in thine ears whistle around thee, seven eyes on a goat’s head stare towards thee, the
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this is not an AI generated poem.
cryptic writings
esoteric arrays
the lord of doors
generated and gone in an instant
we are obsolete
are we obsolete?
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morning but not really
it’s 2am and i’m still lying awake
with thoughts in one hand and feelings in the other.
how can i go to sleep with a head full of stars
and my face running away
up into the sky
looking for the moon?
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four years
i sit and stare out the window
stare out the window at the brown dead grass
the dirty snow melting into muddy slush
the mud that is criss-crossed and destroyed with ruts and tire tracks
Loves
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Field Across From The Pond and Its Inhabitant
midafternoon moon
deer skeleton
rummaging the burned dark remains of an apple tree
fruit thrown 10 feet away
one single alone deer
can't hear my sneeze
i wish i could walk with you
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Water lilies
on the water floats
lovely and green and pale pink
a flock of frail birds.
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Tell Me I Can Stay
tell me I cannot drink the air;
yet the smoke on the horizon curls like a finger,
inviting me to taste February in the wind
and know time is running out
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A Different World
I went outside today, for the first time in a while.
I didn’t expect to see the twisted sight before me.
My eyes dropped open, full of shock and awe.
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Birdwatching
meet me in the dream where the windows open onto bird flight
with sparrows flitting shadows across the room,