connor-hanrattyWhisper

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"Poetry:" A Revised TitleThis life of blackened poetry’s / Atrocious, slowly killing me— / a poison, psychologically.
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May 18
Wet Glass AblazeCan you feel me through this poem? / Can you hear the metronome; / my heartbeat pulsing, calm but rapid?
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Jul 21, 2018
Adventures in Envy and Unrequited LoveThe wall came first / then ivy grew. / Him wrought from stone,
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Feb 25, 2018
Peace of Mindnot / Everything Is Meant To Insult You, / darling.
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Nov 28, 2016
FatherI quarrel with him / He does not understand. / He loves me but cannot see,
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Jul 15, 2013
PurgatoryThe slow fizzle. / The long-winded let-down / like a broken chord
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Jun 10, 2013
UnansweredIt never has occurred to me that people do not care. / I understand their reasoning and know it isn't fair / that no-one really wants a thing except things for one’s own,
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May 2, 2013
Week 105I open my eyes / on Sunday afternoon. / My dumb dreams imply
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May 2, 2013
My Life Without YouMy ivory gave breath to earth as it once gave to me, / How empty and how dismal would my life without you be? / My heart has put my soul to bed and still you cannot see,
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May 2, 2013
A Sea of Serpents, a Dickinson emulationA sea of serpents slithers dead, / Across an emerald plain. / As children step upon its bed,
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May 2, 2013
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