In the room for minds
they speak of love and peace.
We stand removed, against the back
wall, waiting,…
Sep 7th
TuesdayTag Archives: Poetry
the scheduled remembrance
dreamer
precious, I have carried safe,
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the salt of your renaissance mouth
white within red velvet
pocketed bright flowersartifacts
flower
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we are beautiful
you with your circular ever
I within this curve of breaththe oddity of surfacing
Into your eyes they forged the misconception
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You would be something more if you listened. Taught
Servility instead of self discovery
And its rashness to bring forth acquaintance
where we go around
How odd to have faith in a circle
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Open enough to uncrowd us.
Impatient, this thing we inhabit.
The steady going onward, a magnitude and general
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