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Somnambulant Sycophant

When I turn from the ambivalent night I know that my sycophant might Send apoplectic demons to fight My narcoleptic courage, Their hectic action, My mind's septic putrefaction. Would this mess end If my rigorous discipline lessened? Like Ouroboros's absolution... Continue Reading →

The Great Escape

Tumbling confusedly into himself, He cannot move but he leaves the party.   How did he get here? No, not here, here, But in general. Why is he in this town, with these people?   Somebody is shouting something in Spanish; He... Continue Reading →

Tragic Desire

One of life's greatest tragedies Is that you can't choose Your desires. You can be what you want But not want what you are. Work your whole life to get there Only to find you now want here not there.... Continue Reading →

New

Has this combination Of letters and syllables Been written down before? These thoughts in my brain, These feelings I feel, Has anyone ever had them before? I want to be new I want to make progress Don't tell me I'm... Continue Reading →

Reservoir

Let's find out if I can write a third poem in under an hour to make up for not writing any over the weekend!   I came to the conclusion the other day (with some help) That I'm open about... Continue Reading →

The Great Escape

Tumbling confusedly into himself, He cannot move but he leaves the party.   How did he get here? No, not here, here, But in general. Why is he in this town, with these people?   Somebody is shouting something in Spanish; He... Continue Reading →

Dark Repose

He looks tranquil in his dark repose, Thoughtful maybe, peering into space. But do you suppose Again he'll turn, the world to face?   It's behind the mask, Where he lets nobody see That you can finally ask Do you... Continue Reading →

Assorted Haikus

Feeling lazy today, so here are some haikus to keep the April streak alive.   Bullfrogs croak loudly Rain wetting spotted slick backs Watch out for herons   Snow on mountain slopes Heavy and wet on pine trees Branches pop... Continue Reading →

Siren Song

~I haven't gone to bed yet, so it's still technically April 4th right?~   Let's step outside for a moment, you and I Feel that cool breeze on your skin, Those gentle drops shattering like ice on your upturned face... Continue Reading →

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