Category Archives: micropoem

swamp lands

it wouldn’t matter
even if you were sober
drenched in sweat
sharpen this wet stone
always accident prone
beware the ides of March
when I come around the col-de-sac
a myth transcending this body
larger than life or death
towering over me in a foreboding way
we are only witnessing to such winds
wavering and weaving webs of translucent truth cast on knife edge
severe all remaining bonds of untruths
of false pretenses and placates
mark me a man on a lam
fleeing every unkempt shadow flooding the swamp lands
where we wrestle with God and the devil

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humble

no sea to shining sea
these curtains will fall
like the Berlin wall
see a ghost cowering in the corner
I’ll be grind into dust
by the powers that be
but they’ll never take
an ounce of your true identity
oh my life
oh my soul
why have you abandoned me?
why now doubt
and turmoil
these thoughts coil

and make us

—humble

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Create

 

rev up this engine
pull in the reins
maybe I’ll be cause for ruin
conclusion or cause for confusion

maybe the next fix

I’m a incongruent expat
a pocket universe to uncover
how this bird flutters
melting into butter
a million sighs we’ll surrender
fill in the blanks
that you wrap around your neck
an inkling to

create

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Friend

You’re not crazy
or weird

you are just my friend
is the antidote
that I needed

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Winter Halloween

In December and January
the air is cold
everyone dresses up
like ninjas
mummies
astronauts
and the michelin man
let’s hide

and be warm

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