Dead Lover of Echo
Your touch felt like fondling grace of leaves at the far edge of my milky way eyes. A daisy chain binds around my chest Encircling my...
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A Guide to a Stricken Soul
Thoughtless, I kiss your fingers and That instant, Swift as smoke, Furry mould and Moss-stricken planes Cake my moulting soul. When will...
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Broken Clockwork
The place I return to Breezing across a lover's staff, There mingles a clicking tongue, Rocking mouth, and A curved canopy that Beckons...
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Aging Against Time
That thing: ripening in your chest – it’s not for good.
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