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The morning I think of giving up
Shades of moss green and orchid peaceably pull me back
As an elder, in Auto-Tune
Promising a child that dancing days lie ahead
An altogether different morning, now
That deserves
I deserve
A wholly-new and holy mind
Telltale
I know the something borrowed
Lace of the finest quality
Painstakingly tethered, stitch by stitch, to hopes and holy, holy covenants
The Queen and her heartless Jack
As jesters, and, despite the diamond, danced that old medieval dance, anew each day
I know the something blue
Try to Fly
I find things
I find them
Light-filled things
Touchable
Teachable
And not
Sometimes
Always
Peel
Tonight has been on the horizon
A reigning in of the Darkness
Some strange, familiar one
An actual other
Seeking to strangle The Light
See we beyond borders
See we hope
And unable to let go of it
Be away you will
Familiar stranger
Nevermind Girl
Dagger in the river now
Carried away by The stream
And all I need is it to ascend from the depths
And apologize to my wounds
But nevermind girl, nevermind
Today’s wind brought a good day
And those in need are in my backyard, asking
And deserving of my help
Fall The Haiku
Very most likely
Quite possibly, probably
This is how it ends
Anti-Fear
Outgunned
Is the night all that big
Or does it simply seem as such?
Is it the days, desperate
Cloudbanks looming in the East
That force away any silver-lining hopes?
Is there quiet solace anyplace?
I suppose that you are made of stealth pilot stuff