warpnweft

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headwinds

headwinds tell you everything you need to know and the arrow's spinning on your compass rose all the paths are hidden that'll lead you home there ain't a best way to sell your soul

no, there ain't a best way to sell your soul

all my other selves have passed through the door that's why, when i sleep, i don't dream anymore and i fear the days' blue haze will take its toll cause there ain't a best way to sell your soul no there ain't a best way to sell your soul there ain't a best way to let it all go.

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night mare

i'm on the fence watching shadows lengthen from the falling sun and i wonder if night is coming and i know the answer but i loved the day

why run? we could never catch the sun a night mare will carry us to the dawn but in the headlong flight we will grow blind to ourselves, the flesh and the breath and learn our whispers become the wind

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flawless

out in the wild places have you noticed yourself stop looking for patterns? and then stop seeking flaws?

have you then realized that is because there is no such thing as flaw, in the wild spaces, in nature, and that you, too, exist within this grand family?

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making love in the loserverse

dizzy shift a wave tower dragging under splinters screaming broken before broken again

in another universe on a different sea we sail on calm waters but in this one is a hurricane

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metroponics

most people are metroponically grown rootless, the root of our exploitation of self, of earth, of spirit.

befriend soil and then tell me the ways you will commit injustice.

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next of kin

spirit rode me into being on the tears and shuddering through the window on the water to the earth and sky i am a humbled birth mother in my throne of bone with golden eyes dilated come! i would watch you riot in the rippling skies as i count my breaths and release the next of kin

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overloaded

all systems fried rolling down the drive headlights off domelight on currents too strong drowned by the song they all failed to tame.

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mother's prayer

let love be a net to catch the fallen, wherever they be however they lived however they fell.

let none fear oblivion follows loneliness, or a void gapes beneath the intemperate.

let all your days begin and end with embrace, as it is with life, as it will for you.

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cartograph

i awoke with a mild lament that the journey of reconciliation long ago left behind the window of parenthood.

and, though deep in the mountains with slim vantage, i learned that while the landscape does not change in our short lives, perspective may,

that the passes and rivers untrodden and unremarked may become new arteries returning to the glens and meadows at the heart, where the ember lament leaps into flames.

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Reunion

night serpent possess me take up arms give me hands, grandmother, to shed the tears shed, unwind the tourniquet vine: estoy aquí ayudarte niña soy tu madré soy tu madré estoy aquí finalmente.

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windcarver

you breeze you

have found this flute

to sing your passage

to call form from aether

to sublime harmony

or cacophony

before blowing on

to the next flute

and the next

and the next

on your eventual return to sky

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northern down

from the bright halls into the elements earth, sky and shadow, sea imprisoned in a blind god's dream.

the eye of memory stolen from the mind's mantle illusions within illusions a realm flawed, just perfect enough to bewilder.

even the greatest among us make only false names seeking dominion over others when all creation shouts: BECOME GODS OF YOURSELVES!

strike forth within, adventurer, the elements will guide the eagle's cry, the pinewood's sigh into that well of light you'll glide to the other side.

beauty is the weakening illusion. seek it zealously throw yourself into the dark reclaim the eye cast down the lance become the beacon.

beckon.

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well

well howling wide behind my eyes, my dry eyes i have lied i have lied to the lute & lyre by the fire, strumming the lost from pall & mire.

well gaping black in which i'm falling, oh love you ate the hope of a jig, a sunrise, a grin a thing to warm these frigid twigs these sticks & stones this broken home.

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abort

struggle up through turned earth blue in the face, collapse onto beds & under canopies, puff the ghost up catch a clear wind--

but oh, oh i thought i was free i thought i would grow but i am still on the gill.

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dead lift

they said you could be anything.

is it any surprise you're dissatisfied with anything less than everything?

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tamer

if i stare at the darkness any longer, i'll never be able to swallow my sword again.

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daimon

let me remember or let me utterly forget, anything but this blind compulsion.

take my skin off this demon take my heart from its maw

or am i the shadow? the damned clawed up from the pit to feed on this sad child?

oh dear wake up, wake up oh dear oh dear wake up