• poetry


    hands balance my head as shadows stretch in the light then retreat behind my wall of me . hidden from view . empty room where the truth is spoken , but never leaves . groans escape me muting unripe ideas . Keep them mumbled . let them grow . first impressions fade to the last w/ only one chance . electric zizz penetrates through the tirelessly nurtured noiselessness , mucKing my foundation ; I sinK . stolen words scream  for my attention ; but are those words mine ? regurgitated thievery that is forever imitating all that’s been recycled, before . inspiration whisper / d in a voice not my…

  • prose


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