Tag Archives: Victor
All I hear’s the breezenanoparticle thoughts
Riddled
I am Down
I am Up
Murdered and Born-Again
I am a Mud-Covered and Silver-Lining Soul
Unnoticed and Six Feet Tall
Never Worth Fighting For -Oh, The Rubies I Hold!
Who Am I
Helping Her Go (6)
“You made it this far
Wonder, man…wandering now
Stop. Push her beyond”
Always these words
Never these feet
Victor’s conscience never bothered him, though
You came here to help her
You came here to fall
For Her
Did you not?
Let’s learn if between the two of you
There is enough grit to start
To fuel an industry
“It IS my business,” Cressida thought
Suddenly
Randomly
And it bothered her so
Checkered Flag: A Haiku
Tape: A Haiku
They don’t see the end
They see the continuum
They who are victors
Victor
It is whisper quiet
This place
Alone is all there is
Truth a mere caricature of itself
No making sense of the light to the West
Fated are we
To be fallen stars and starlets
With delusion the Victor
Feels
He left
Me
Alone
To struggle then break free
To wail before the calm did come
To despair until all that was left is hope
To see my own cowering shadow rise up
To be dust, dust again, then be formed
To learn I knew nothing
He never left me alone
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