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3 AM Words

On the drifting smoke

Of a late afternoon

I follow the contrails

Of a dimming memory

Into the incognito air

Of my shallowed mind

Bramble vines of words

Strung across my madness

Tear at flesh and bone

Bleeding me of feelings

I hang by my heels

Over puddles of life

Bolts of crimson flames

Rip thru arteries and veins

Hot white-yellow lights

Command dark gray nerves

There isn’t a speck of you

That I don’t already know

From a balcony of smiles

I set loose the palest ink

Like a sky-full of tears

In a flight of white noise

To settle upon parchments

Of unrequited stories

Pockmarked beach sand

Smooth where once we lay

Closer than sea and strand

Submariners diving deep

Mounting the tide’s undulations

Careful of the breaths they keep

Curious creatures scurrying

Seeking shelter from the storm

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Planettes #3: Saturn

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Colored Pencil Drawings

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Black Flame

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This but butchxfemme

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So polite

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He tried his best

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Tired baby