Posts
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tick tock
A world which
Begins with the
Click of the
Day, with
Every tick
From the clock
Going round,
Hounding the day till
I drag myself out,
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Sit and Listen.
“Harris is a communist,” My grandfather protests.
“Better a communist than a felon,” My father shoots back.
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The colors
There is a swirl of color that accompanies all things.
Every twist and turn, every fall and failure. All words spoken and sung, every smile or laugh.
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atrocities of lovers
To commit atrocities
In the name of love
Such monstrosities
Causes steps of
A cautioned hush
The presence of those returned
Warriors- gentle brush
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haiku x2
Run for your lives
The night will catch you
You can run faster.
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Problem with living
Commitments to the dead
Cannot be escaped
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the silence which answers
What a fickle thing
The touch of a friend
To be left- just a fling
Leads thoughts through the bends
Of life, and Death
No matter the love you may feel
No one will escape their last breath