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year
A Poem by
Kett
what time is it in the strip? yards of years tapped one behind the other.. right behind the other, they know.. so close, they smell the fear tha..
target practice
A Poem by
Kett
curve metals split amateur logistics turn to spit whiter gathering ethereal push, harder reality point break limbs apart at summons joint midn..
so are the stills on the sill
A Poem by
Kett
render your heart in a bed of quicksand... filling your lungs of a hotter moment unyielding to desires standing in front of your face.. bliss o..
before
A Poem by
Kett
in the girth unrelenting a swell comes with a sent smile and swiftness of a polecat.. what compels as an expressionist's painting hurries down runn..
cemetery gates
A Poem by
Kett
say it as a brit would..for i am british you know..... i waiver back and forth the wills and the wiles of the ink.. the oils that run to a life to..
nautica
A Poem by
Kett
blows of winds sailor’s dreams capture stars as guiding lights to sing torrents waves drift a bow woody elements sift up nose as salty..
lair of lotus
A Poem by
Kett
full is her mouth this night, which forthwith stands alone with reeds in hand and lotus sprigs protruding still a scent undefined and perfumed up..
pyramidal oasis
A Poem by
Kett
tempted past, a push for the relinquish and idolization, lustful guise that has no patience. books, rippled with pages written and worn by pen ..
the return, again
A Poem by
Kett
i succumbed to something much larger than my own what it should, or shall be which was far beyond what i understood far reaching where my hands co..
bird of prey
A Poem by
Kett
raptured moments and a torment luring vultures circle your carcass and i hover too above you to devour burnt out eyes to pluck against feathe..
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