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MULES
Mules
Shoulders sore, propped up over an internally burning stomach
Raw eyes anchored to keys,
Each digital page was a blanketed field surrounded by summits.
It’s no crowned jewel, although sometimes peppered by obsidian flakes,
Numbers indicating trailheads with the promise of mountains and lakes.
Following the spine upwards, eyeing the words down
Pages were the ...
Monday 30th January 2023 2:11 am
Hypnotica
Hypnotica
The girl showed her fangs, most when alone
Her nails grew bigger, clear and they’re cold;
Escort; chaperone.
She showed her fangs when she got him alone
Clawing at skin; she’s ice and she’s cold
Showed her his doors and how they won’t close
Inside the living; curtains and carpets stained with cologne.
Epoxy the vase, stuck on the phone
Shirt into shre...
Saturday 29th October 2022 5:53 pm
Starshine (V.2)
The stars shine brighter than the books say they’re supposed to
And the tall grass ain’t as green as the other side had proposed
I was too drunk to see the starshine
In the daytime I saw their glimmer spark and melt into some bronze eyes
Two rings of lulled dreamscapes I near missed when I fell into a low tide
I writ in song so that the stanzas, you can’t read them, but you li...
Tuesday 7th December 2021 4:41 am
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