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The Silent Mind

The Silent Mind

A Poem by schlanks


What fell today upon meWhen my reflexive reachFound only myself caught withinA heavy swelling darkness whichWith eyes could not be seenThe air beckone..
High Tide

High Tide

A Poem by schlanks


We are waterA machineAnd I, a working pieceHave been moved quite a waysA telltale sign of waves
Imperfect Victim

Imperfect Victim

A Poem by schlanks


Minutes with quick-set cement And a lifetime to regret The shaking hand-spun version of the truth They'd come to use Formed before their eyes in f..

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