Sky at night
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The Essence of Time
Ink smeared across a hand that once clutched the sky of your life Now just bones, that crack and roll in the night, without the moon’s light Sun means nothing, stars fly away and the quasar but a beacon calling no one home To the shores Of this dark place, where I sit in front… Continue reading
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Moonlight Road
The stars are coated in milk They show their knife points Pinpricks as if in a child’s bedtime picture book They appear between the black slats of the rigid leafless trees I have to stop and hold my stomach The sudden yet momentary ache of true life The path is wide and mostly straight A… Continue reading
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