AnonHimMoose
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climbingA Poem by AnonHimMoosepeople laugh in their movementsthe lifting of each limb is an artwhen confidence easily stringsa body that remembers the melodyand postures familiarly.. |
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second childhoodA Poem by AnonHimMooseremember the time that we could use words we did not understand to animate, rather than control, the forms that nature envisioned us in? .. |
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totemA Poem by AnonHimMoosedoes the bird ,as it perches on top of the tree,know the majesty in that figurebent forward to hold the breaththat awakens its song and my sight?maybe.. |
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disclaimerA Poem by AnonHimMooseif there is anything i am trying to attempt, is with this poem to introduce all that i might have been trying to attempt so far |
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ilariusA Poem by AnonHimMooseilarius,the toad at the doorso minute resolutionto hold the sways ofbusy steeps runningin the deep black pitof indifferent pupilswith tiny skin bossin.. |
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aracnidosisA Poem by AnonHimMooseshe stands effortlessly at the point that my steeps inevitably converge. on the altar of fancy she holds the rein that pull my tearing .. |
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differencesA Poem by AnonHimMooseit is as if the mountains that crown the viewwere the canvas for our brushing movementswhere wet passions and desires roll and flowas the river that o.. |
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perceptionA Poem by AnonHimMooseperception unfoldschaos coiling on chaosalways for the same nothingmeeting us in the slug pace aswe strive to carry questions thatcan bring to our ear.. |
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mourning echoesA Poem by AnonHimMoosecreation downed on meit chocked with the voicesthe land trusted into my throatand the words that I will ever haveare doomed to be not mine own.as I sa.. |
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recoveryA Poem by AnonHimMooseI would give it all awayall that has come from his lossthe poetry the music the lovewhat has filled the space he hadand that has made me what I am_I w.. |
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