Ripped Denim 💜 : Writing

Enigma 6

Enigma 6

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


A fourth of me is yet all of me, after which followers depend curiously, warding vagrant fate, oiling creaky gait, aloft ‘bove foes, shadowed by..
Summers

Summers

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


aging out and away on listscooked up by smug economistsa jumble of well-ordered delusionselectrified glowing extrusionsstirring dreamy drowsy sighted ..
Days

Days

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


each and every passing daya hundred billion verses are spunlike threaded gold, flaxen and faymystic notions as old as the sunof spritely spirits new a..
The Collection

The Collection

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Year zero facing freshweb-crawled emotes enmeshand social trigonometrykeeps your electric eye on memy space-face close at handwasting into stateful sa..
The Deep

The Deep

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Lone strider bears witness in dismal night, The grave of the world, inhumed in cinder, Flora, fauna, ashen by unknown blight. Feral fears billow..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
The Futile Wheel

The Futile Wheel

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Recited for recipients of the Medal for Distinguished Valor in Internet Arguments.
Will I Dream?

Will I Dream?

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Millions of nightly worldslike strings of liquid pearlsAs snaking sands uncertaindeepest window's drawn curtainWide eyes fortune to beholdwild tales t..
The Seeker

The Seeker

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


Thoughts on meditation.
Enigma 5

Enigma 5

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


I am a tool for all ends,'gainst my might strongest steel bends.sharper than any sword,from disuse I'm made dull,yet no whetstone I afford.ruling from..
Wonder

Wonder

A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜


when youth is in one's hand the day is an ancient span eternal summers spent in a fantastic dream land at the gates of age and youth one path i..

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