Under the city we grew Creatures of darkness. No eyes ever set upon us Except when cracks of light Split the night And between the flashes That rent the sky And the thunder That drowned us out Yes You heard us. Murmur, Rustle, Rumble, Roar. Like a swarm we invaded. Yes, you saw us. The …
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I'm out of sorts,Out of the boxIt’s lonely out hereDepressing in there. Just trying to beOne with the world.I smile, I conformIt's really not fake.I make myselfFeel at home.I even updateMy profile pic. But I am pushed out,Always pushed out.Disowned from inside.Discarded outside. I wonder how it would be?To be neither here nor there.Flit in …
"Poetry is not reflection, It is Refraction"I once read those words from a star poet.And I thought about your words that pouredThrough the clear sky of water Bent photons of lightUntraceableBack to the star that burned.That spoke your truthEven as your blaze died. Soul shapedJagged edgedStories that were yours.But who would even recognizeThe memories of …
Guitar strumming, Songs from yesterday.I had stopped listening,Heard it all A million times before.Hopeful songsin a hopeless world.Who are you stranger?With your boogie bootsSitting at the subway,Doling out storiesNot your own.Still, I heardA piece of youThrown in,in that song ofendless words.One lonely phrasethat was only yours.I did stop listening though,You lost me somewhere.Yet, you Sneak.You …
"That is my face", said Rhoda, "in the looking-glass behind Susan's shoulder - that face is my face. But I will duck behind her to hide it, for I am not here. I have no face.Other people have faces; Susan and Jinny have faces;they are here. Their world is the real world. The …
For years I have thought, I need to do this. What is "this" though...I don't fully know that. But I guess I have to begin...to let go of the ramblings in the head, to let the voice be spoken, to be uttered, even if it just dissipates in empty space with no air to carry it …
the voice not spoken 