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For. . .A Poem by electricsatoriThere is a summer of memories locked beneath a thought of you. Past the honeysuckle that clung to the fence in our yard – beyond water and s.. |
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Entrails and IllusionsA Poem by electricsatoriSo here we are. Shake off your illusions, press our warm bodies back to back, scream at the silence of night – that b***h won’t ta.. |
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Sand Crumbling Between the Gaps of Skin And BoneA Poem by electricsatoriBeneath my feet sand crumbled and filled the gaps between my toes where the skin clings to bone. I looked out over the beach and saw a drifting .. |
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The Skeleton of a White LotusA Poem by electricsatoriI am the skeleton of a white lotus. My blossom arms have dissolved to leave only the remnants of the architecture that once supported them. I s.. |
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Midnight Drips LiquidA Poem by electricsatoriMidnight drips liquid stars to the sound of my s****y radio. Snow billows down to cover the wrinkles in the song, a throng of voices shake the.. |
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I heard the dead bird not singing. . .A Poem by electricsatoriI watched her smile trace tiny fractures beneath her eyes, little slivers of consternation the sea wrapped itself in. I wanted her to kiss ben.. |
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Tribute to Edward EstlinA Poem by electricsatoriEdward Estlin tread the poem that is a tribute here Serry liked the points of r a i n that fell between the seven wheres and w.. |
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Ella Imagined ItA Poem by electricsatoriI We arrive late, sleepy eyed and watching ourselves in the reflection of our parent's eyes. As the intangible we desired form, an expressi.. |
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I Don\'t Think You Heard Me LaughingA Poem by electricsatoriI don’t think you heard me laughing. How I sang in the solitude where my voice stretches the bounds of where I’ve been, exploring.. |
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I like to lick ice cream from. . .A Poem by electricsatoriTo help; Kundalini is the evolutionary energy in man symbolized by a serpent in yogic tradition. |
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