geno-cattouse-1Whisper

Belizean
Time Gap Reaching for itThis is just me looking for the smoke and by that I mean the ability to do words like I did years ago when the Muse came unannounced. I'm not looking for rhythm or rhyme or even sense of it. I was able to travel once to keep my perspective then it was gone. / I'm not sure if it was small insanity or me reaching for gravity but that was magical. I left my body and wrote for hours day in and day out. Right now I'm just taking notes. To be continued. The Duende.
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Sep 16, 2023
The manifestoOk / You have done enough in your thousand journey to stop the struggle.Stay at peace and sleep.You are complete ,there is no need to repeat
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May 7, 2020
The FireI wrote till the fire went out and it was do or die. He sent me a tool to build my resistance to the madness of the moment but the fire slowly died. Its so strange that this vehicle this tool that was dull became sharp enough to draw blood, to hang onto, a blade. / So I hung on through misty nights and troubled waters. / Sometimes I stare at the scars in my palms where the blade dug into flesh but I had to not let go or fall into the crevices never to be return.
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Jun 25, 2019
Reality BreakEver know someone who took a gentle detour of the road to maybe pick wildflowers / or chase a pretty butterfly or some such and returned sometime later. / But never came back
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Oct 10, 2018
society hugShoulders touch . No body contact. / Lean in air kiss / Smooches.
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Oct 9, 2018
End GamersI forget to remember that I live in a world of slithering coils.Chilling. / We are walking the board calculating survival forever tribal.Pawns and bishops. Rooks and pawns. / Checks and counters.
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Oct 9, 2018
SuspendedI looked up one day while in the shower no reason but a glimmer of movement reflexes turned up to wash my face and the sleep for my eyes. / there suspended in mid-air it seemed a glistening light, a deadly convergence a sword's pinpoint tip moving to and fro in small circles just inches from my brow made of bronze and steel. / I lean to the right to try and catch sight oh the Strand that held it suspense but there was none not even a hair.
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Oct 9, 2018
Waiting in line"Easy son" the old man grumbled. "That might take a bit of patience. You got a full grown tiger by the tail.
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Oct 9, 2018
Gott In HimmelThe shell burst lit up the chilled night air / it crackled and boomed as men went topside and roared their fears away.Meanwhile cannon boomed and spirits rose by thousands to quietly pay homage . / to folly incarnate. He sat with arms folded as he nodded through it all high above the despicable scene.
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Oct 9, 2018
TelstarTellstar Orbits far now past this / Earthly realm.Decayed orbit he just quit.
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Oct 9, 2018
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