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In Fields of Bloom and Decay
when you unlock your sun cage // the cattle rhyme with my bones / / when husk and seed fall on my blanket / the field begins to fear its…
Don’t Piss on Me (and Call it Rain)
Don’t pretend / the sun // If empathy // is not full of pain - / do not // / is prophecy, and democracy // tell me / your political…
With its / ever-evolving / stimulus. / / Brings demagogues / to their knees, / / because truth / is more powerful / than the…
Come back to the shinning / moment, / / its / tattered / / edges, and remedial / grace. Watch the morning / / arrive, soundless…
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