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Hackles Up

Operating at 12-hour batches of time now. My 17-year old pup holds
steady in good, fair or grim condition for about that long before switching… 95 more words

Writing

The rhythm of Life/Why I write at all.

The rhythm of rhyme does beat across the skin, trailing across the lips in calling of secret sin.

Yet from the mouth no sin does leave, only the pulse of life and blessed things, of love and light or bitter pain. 94 more words

Poetry

The Fruit in Trees

The low lying fruit in trees

has never been easier to reach.

It’s ridiculous to think

something so easily gathered

was expected to be left alone, 150 more words

Love

Geisha mouse

  • Geisha Mouse:
    Their every instance I was evolved to, there was a attention to detail, that redefined an evocable indifference, with appease of Geisha mouse warmth.
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Muse

Geisha mouse

To every left morsel in binder keep
unrequited bliss if you shall miss
Those mortal filtered morning displayed mice
forever captured in exit of dismay… 1,673 more words

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