By Charles Robert Lindholm
She was hiding
in the shadows
in the corner
of the room
filled the dance floor
she was there alone 193 more words
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into the broken mirror
Sometimes I feel that something is behind me.
I notice his gaze sinking into the back of my neck, watching me impatiently.
I try to ignore that feeling. 186 more words
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Stories and Quotes from the Mind* and Keyboard of A.A.Forringer
Anytime I feel lost, I pull out a map and stare. I stare until I have reminded myself that life is a giant adventure, so much to do, to see. 112 more words
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Listen to yourself breathe.
Look outward with glossy stare.
Become the hunted.
Become what you seek.
Then never look into the mirror.
Press eyes into the sieve. 26 more words
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The misterman's take
out of a box
and felt as its own steps
at all sudden
as its own function
as its own paradise… 44 more words
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You’re hers I know. I can’t have you. I don’t think I want to have you but I thought about you. Your words still echo in my heart, in my ears, in my mind. 146 more words
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