Daily Archives: January 19, 2014

A VOID MYSELF

I COUGHED and caught
myself
— between a time
where sense and sight
betrayed
my common sense
A void myself I disavow
the space a cube
was less the warmth
a winter brings…
A sneeze relieved
my mystic trance
and the day
— resumed I

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A COMING STORM

LOVE was mine
less the pain
within a puddle
— the day it rained
it drowned
in capsized fashion
Humid weather
was no warning
though the black seam
— of the cloud
severely spoke
of a coming storm

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I AM IMBECILE

THE X in me
does not feel
so much so
that I never ask Y
Sensing confusion
the hearts of weak
clearly cannot C
Murmurs of dimness
so often that all I ask
is to B left a-loon

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