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Treading

You ride the morning After the alarm, The cravings. Coffee sees you off. Platonic work wife Smiles sugar. Boulders aren’t dislodging, Raging down the hillsides. Lunch is dialogue You dumbed down for the natives. You’re a mile from the eighties. Life is creeping down the chute. You’re coasting on your charms. What did you dream last night, Or can you dream at all These brutal times? Good god, I crave a single work day Unpredictable. No love Is simmering in ruins Of capitalistic cages. I remember nights Beneath the apple blossoms Dancing close to breathe each other’s steam. You wore a yellow sweater Smelling of vanilla. - 10/7/27
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Reversed

My imagination waking Told more stories Ending in eternal happiness. Lovers My Polaroids reversed, Suddenly in present colors, Warmly living, Slipping, Fading dull to silver nothing. Eat the wedding cake As love is still In flash-lit saturation. - 10/6/26
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Print

The rain is fickle, Purring as an older regal cat. The pillow rumble Roars discreetly like air conditioning And tapers to a silky silent Spent humidity. You so slight, Rampaging through my thoughts Like Gulliver set free From dental floss constraints. I stand unsteady Where you stepped inside the mud, Unbalanced, Drowning in the gentle Rising morning flood. - 10/5/26
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WithWithout

You tell me Years away, A world apart. You leave the rest So quietly About the air. Your eyes and words Are telling different desires. I have painfully placed Enough into the pot. I call. - 10/2/26
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Ended (Again)

Only so many layers to the warp of the wood. Only so many grains of sand inside the genie's bottle. The sudden lights are molten gold and white. You see you're dancing with no one, You fool. Everything is ended Again. - 10/1/26
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Weary

The weariness of hours And yawning of the air That touches skin to skin. The ground is sinking, Elevator lacking buttons Over Basement, Lobby. After tackling years and milestones Before, Beyond, I sink Exhausted. We were perfect In our gilded theories.  - 9/29/26
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Spiked

Some lovers prove Too much to carry. Muscles of my arms are tearing. You're unique, But so am I. A devil streak, A leaked divinity has spiked my blood Unlike the flow in mortal men. - 9/28/26
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