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These 2 Hands

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

sitting here doused in sweat,tasting the salt as my lips become wet,amidst the heat waves in our winter skies,confused beings unseasonably counting th..

Current(see)

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

Parched in the valley of judgementsThere are pockets lined with splintered sticksAn aggression that only hungers for moreMedication applied to the lan..

Ignis Fatuus - 'Will O' the Wisp'

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

If I give this to youDo not drop itIt will breakKeep it for safety's sake...Perhaps it is the keyTo unlock that certain something in meCluster of tria..

F

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

I saw myself, again, tonight.As I drifted along the curb.Legs outstretchedGaining from lightI am all.OHM.I cuddle&twist it,thenI tangle the thread..

Warehouse

A Story by Christopher Michael Smith

Short story detailing a graphic dream I had long ago.

Quicksand

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

The sands of time have a grip on this dimensional dementiaReality and fantasy intertwine to confuse me just a little moreGnashing my teeth from this l..

Fever

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

The fever was pitch blackEtching astrology into my forearmsWith a hungry knifeAching for attentionThree downNine to goA free spiritCarving to growList..

Scramble

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

I scrambleIn search for the me I lostThe one with goalsAspirations&Life.So swollen with emotions forgottenGiving names to the tearsThat run from m..

Dark Veil

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

As I lay my hand upon this horizon&Watch a dark veil of hollow&EmptinessCome downUponTheeEye see into its waves of pure destruction&Every ..

Structured Arrhythmia

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

Caught in the fabrics of delicate space and time....