Oh steely sky, you do not care
that I need rain today.
Did I miss the vote?
I don't count; I have no say
-either way-
only stoics wear grey
every day
and call it Fair.
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Friday, October 2, 2015
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Nightfall
Woken from a deep slumber, as if my name was spoken aloud. Only the spotlight of a honeyed full moon sings across my shadowed walls. Heart...
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Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow... -
When I wonder do we first think we Are welcome to the world? From the abyss of a watery womb we hear outside of Us w...