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The Righteous Mans Lament
How human it is
to crave something Death can touch
With her bony hands,
And carve out this new
Lifeless space that leaves your heart
With cigarette burns
And a chronic ache. -
Truth
"America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing."
- "America", Allen Ginsberg
When the calamity reaches its culmination,
and space-bound aluminum coffins are rife with bodies -
observing mothers and fathers (and their habits)
So this is what heaven truly is? The first unseen breath of Spring
a tender, encapsulated touch meant only for their offspring.
Changing Father Winter’s fur into Mother Spring’s clothes. -
Afterthought
I.
You see, his body never made it
To the city of angels.
Lit by Purgatory's divine lights.
Oh, he would have loved the sight.
To see chaos rolling in masses.
Down the boardwalk and past the ocean, -
(punished)
Sun, round and blazing, sets
Over the desolate desert planes.
Under the earth, it tries to retreat
To the north, seeking change.
Heaven,
Barely in gasping reach
Of the soul's cold hands that stir in an -
With love, a child of the Earth
Worn primordial roots connect
To you (a child of the Earth)
To us, who perpetually neglect
To mend Earth's dwindling womb.
Now, the fresh spring bird,
Is pushed (with love) from her nest.
Loves
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Things to remember, pt. 1
You are not a number.
You are not a letter.
You are not something that can be
measured
on a scale
with a beginning -
My Childhood Home
My childhood home is filled with plants,
plants that we never water
but are somehow still alive.
Its island is littered with junk mail,
different types of olive oil,
stray flakes of salt,
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Sisters of the Land
In most stories, there’s only two sides.
Though, that is not the case here.
Four sisters, rule the land side by side.
The eldest, Winter, rules with a heart of ice.
As her little sister, Spring creates a sea,
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A Forever of Tomorrows
Never forget this moment my child, the moment you began to feel,
The moment you first felt alive.
It was night,
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instructions on growing up
If you wrap your hand around your mother's wrist
your fingers will touch. How
do you come to terms with that? How
do you learn that your father's shoulders
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Winter & Her Long Reign
When the Summer dies,
Fall begins to descend,
onto the beloved land.
With no words, and no ties-
Winter sinks its teeth into the sand.
Leaving nothing to mend.
Deep into the cruel season,