Strong Applied liberally to others But like the root that dies To give sustenance My tongue fell out of my mouth Upon looking in the mirror. You don’t know of the grace with which I’ve maneuvered through the darkest paths to no fault of anyone but the trumpet who so loved its very own existence,…
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fantasy realized? [a poem]
Suspended gracefully like an acrobat between reality and sleep’s resort, my mind calls out to your image: A king wandering in pilgrimage from his throne seeking a more noble crown of humbler sheen. I fight to believe in or against you Not knowing yet if it’s safe to reach out, or if I’m simply imagining…
