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slowglow grinding sins
on stone tablet murmur, rising rumors
from the pit
threat threaded, tickingburning up the clock
as its gears rattle in the new year dull
as its gears rattle dull in the new year
choking back a cigarette, he starts in slivers
drifting up the thick canal of smoke
and peering through the grime
we all fall for darkness
on stone tablet murmur, rising rumors
from the pit
threat threaded, tickingburning up the clock
as its gears rattle in the new year dull
as its gears rattle dull in the new year
choking back a cigarette, he starts in slivers
drifting up the thick canal of smoke
and peering through the grime
we all fall for darkness
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consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
Literature
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your memory is heavy
I keep trying to unload the weight of you in words
but still I'm burdened
Literature
snowglobe
we hoped it would get bad enough to break glass
that one of our voices
would find the note
to split the window
make a neighbour call the cops
that the dishes would shatter
into too many pieces
to be picked off the floor
we wanted glass in our heels
a trickle of heat
a flicker of colour
in the sun-blank snow
the pines leaned on our doorframe
we waited for them
to pressure in and unfurl
shower our stunned faces
in a rain of needles
knock the teapot off the table
in a blossom of shards
but the trees stood by
evergreen and identical
the same dream of pine repeating
behind yellowing plastic
we painted shut the door
with smi
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hello darkness, my old friend...
I'm enjoying the final lines -- not to say the rest is not equally satisfying
I'm enjoying the final lines -- not to say the rest is not equally satisfying