Schemes without wrapping around any rhymes, or caring to keep specific time:  the subject is a myth of mine, that's nothing new to my unmade mind.  I'd swear that there was something elsewhere beckoning to me like I belonged, but chances are my heart is manifested as an open signal that connects to no actual devices.  I have small gatherings in my ( Read more... )

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these faces:

all the same,

as much themselves

how i know strangers
when i hear them

whistle songs

i knew immediately

silent as you were
amongst them all

that still,
you were that one

whose tune would
turn me shades
of red as if

my blood was

drawn to you

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keep your eyes on the image
depicting your trophy

far too blinding to look at
as it beams uncontrollably

and hope that your silhouette
tips you off silently

when you win, though,
you'll know

it burns worse than envy

new spiral design
replays each sheet

letting papers ride
like children, down

practically-smiling,
thin, coiled binding

and fold to step
then go back up

that's how these
papers keep

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the shadow grows thick
on the side of your face
when yours turns
away from mine

and i can tell
that if i'm hell
i'd find out
just in time

to pack my things
and hopefully bring
a couple dusty
picture frames

that hold not faces,
but most glorious places
that i'd return to
in no time