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The Dance of Summer

A throwaway piece.

Spring’s fruits have blossomed,
and their sweetness gathers
an immaculacy of taste
and an aroma of love.
Filling the atmosphere until
the Kármán line bursts at it’s seams. 61 more words

Ultra-violet (throwaway)

Ultra-violet pain in my skull
How can I abstain and resist the pull
Hold the strain, and still fulfil
Flash flash flash
Click and split… 20 more words

Writing

Open (throwaway)


Empty thoughts swirling
Colours merging
Right and wrong
No longer have distinction
I find it disconcerting
Grief but I’m not mourning
Watch the ugly pigeons soaring… 13 more words

Writing