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Some people I see these days are like broken paragraphs of my poetry with a missing meter and inconsistent gravity Detonation of disgust pits and addition of volatile vodka stammers my insipid vision. Half moon, half-blood, half mouth covered, like a decomposition of the great Odyssey. Some people these days are like Vintage tributes( but…

Denouement

How many cuts does it take for a tree to heal? Beneath the dark trunk of the Cedar tree, memories and lives are buried Above that same tree, premonitions of death and twitches exist Symphony along with words is music like soft poppies dancing in circles on my bulky breasts, (dripping sound of sweat, wax)…

As You Lay Dying

How many dark spots do you have, Lizards and crocodile scream to see you knitting lips on lips. Papers mock your hubris hands Ruffles and hibernation In the planets of chivalry in the swamp of lies I see your lies and eyes, A corrosion of rock. I am a piece of molten clock and Your…

Anonymous

Like fresh breaths and cinnamon aroma I wrapped your almond curve of palms, preserving it into my oceanic eyes Monsoon lilies. Iterative Petrichors. I swallowed your words,an Orion of kisses Only to know you will chop the slices of apple, bit by bit Smudging the sweetness, smudging the rhythms, smudging my dreams.

Resentment

Sun-dried lemon peels occur on my skin today, For the sky sings dust and hailstorm The segments of abhorrence and sensibilty play a jigsaw game. For I have inhuman breaths you gave on that turtle path of stinking array of roses clinging my soul. I have heard your sorrows, laments to decipher the unknown Still…