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Dreamless
He drinks a cup to stop the dreams. To remove the memory of what he’s seen. Glazed eyes, can’t hold the light… it flickers to death in the night. Where does my heart rest? On distant shore lives...
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The Death of Poetry
I stand before an open grave. Charred remnants of forgotten phrases lay upon a coffin of white. I long for what is held within… what I must do without from now on. Poetry is dead. I cannot find her...
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Amber Glow
I see the shards of light sparkle off the waves within my glass. I slosh the liquid truth around seeking answers, seeking why. The “why” becomes the bane of my peace. I watch it melt like an ice cube,...
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Poseidon’s Fury
Be still my heart and rest. What has awakened you? Tis only the crashing of waves that you hear. They match the rhythm of the heart and the fury that is present there. Even while basking in paradise...
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How the Bottle Drank Me
https://aopinionatedman.com/how-the-bottle-drank-me/ -Opinionated Man Jason C. Cushman Visit my homepage at www.aopinionatedman.com @smokendust Filed under: Archived Articles Tagged: #adoption,...
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