Which questions to answerOf Arc
Expletives why
In ode, you broken thing
Like a Lego on my footpath
In the midnight of my life
You the sword of Damocles
To my unsubmissive heart
Did you plan to steal my shoes!
Had you thought I’d have no clothes?
Away, most ruinous
I’ve long kept you at bay
Water Words
If you won’t mind
Lend me your drawl this late, tired eve’
Speak into these bones
As a balm
Be my guilty pleasure, if you please
The voice that simply won’t quit
Tuck me in as flowers in a field
Water me, hence, with your words
Truth in Love
How many times, the truth
Needing to offer it to me, they
Afraid
Unwilling
Believing
Falsely
That bruising the kind reed of me
A mortal sin to them
And so slayed me unbeknownst
In untold anguish
Silence!
A most unkind kindness
Torqued
I will gift you
Machine man, me
Eyes clear now
Future-ready
Take your Soldier hand
Study, journey with you
This trip around the Sun
We familia
I will gift you
Speed demon, victory
Bodies torqued
This skin, yours
Time trials completed
Finish line, Westward
This whispered promise
We checkered-flags
I will gift you
Sugar boy, pie
Feed you tenderly
Sing to you
In perfect pitch
Make a wish
This catch-me vision
We with lights on
Weathering: A Haiku
Forecast for today
Love, loyalty, snow-showers
One hundred percent
In Incense
Patchouli to February skin
Perfumed hands joined
Permeating laughter
Gifts not belated
God’s timing prevails
Gratitude alight, forever afire
Boy Upon The Hill
Nothing’s fitting
Not the double barrel shotgun you placed against my heart
Not your blindfold upon me anymore
Nor your murderous silence
I’ve outgrown your cowardice
The singe of alone you always left me is fading away
But the boy you killed, I’ll live with daily
Stolen from me, the memory gorgeous
The boy upon the hill calling me
Kissing me
After some schoolbell tolled
All these decades, still
Arid
There’ll be none arid air I’ll let affect me
No multitasked error
I’ll allow to occlude the big sky destination I am
No other option exceeds the sugar sweet horizon brushing softly ‘gainst these shoulders
Sing what song of loyalty you will, for I watch your walk
These ears know perfect pitch
These feet know fertile ground
There’ll be none arid air I’ll let affect me
No multitasked error
I’ll allow to occlude the big sky destination I am
No other option exceeds the sugar sweet horizon brushing softly ‘gainst these shoulders
Sing what song of loyalty you will, for I watch your walk
These ears know perfect pitch
These feet know fertile ground
I want warning
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