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Temple … Meditating Peach

 I have been to the temple today My mum is pleased, but Which temple? She asks It has been the temple of A Thousand Gods, then The One God Then the three Gods Then No God! No God resides … Continue reading

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Alarm clock

A morning sound pierce my ears I adjust my position in the arms Of oblivion, stay. A lonely device sits neglected On a dusty table screaming in Unfinished dream. A sound pierce the veils of peace A turning in events … Continue reading

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A box

A box sits in the corner A box is waiting empty Of thoughts, empty To be filled, waiting But time is slow moving To take by surprise anyone Who trusts it A box sits empty In a crowded corner, crowded … Continue reading

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Girl ~ Boy

A girl runs into a boy who grows Into a girl, reincarnated hundred times Confused. April 29, 2018

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Drops and nuggets

A chicken piece as a small as a morning drop Drops in muddy flour and rolls He applies another hammer to the stubborn Rock that is wedged in the side Of the short mountain The chicken drop drops in the … Continue reading

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Sleepless

The state of being sleepless is Supposed to be a romantic State of restlessness untrue So untrue It makes my skin curl around its cells Like a coil of Rattle snake lies in waiting for Its prey The state of … Continue reading

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Running

Running along a road Made of jelly Fruity it seems Fruitless at core. Running along a road Melting of desire Cheesy and grilled Collapsing. Running … Stop … Breathe in Memory. July 8, 2017

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