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 Jun 2014 Hollow
Kira Ferguson
LMT
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Kira Ferguson
LMT
Threads of muscle fibers,
Over time,
Became twisted into thick ropes
That anchored you to the column of ivory tusks
Which lay the foundation for your slumped demeanor.

Your forward shoulders
Drew your sinking heart ever deeper
Into the hyperkyphotic cave where it may slumber.

Upon your flesh, my palm may rest
A heated plate
To melt those ties of tendon to bone
And set your cardio free from your rib cage

Lifted and soaring
You see me weekly
But when you smile
I wonder
Who this is really for
I love that I love what I do
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Amitav Radiance
The tallest claims should have a strong foundation
 Jun 2014 Hollow
D
I didn't want to believe in any kind future with you,
Too afraid the dream would be ripped away,
But I love it when you say 'forever' far too much;
Please, don't lead me astray.
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Amitav Radiance
In the garden of Humanity
Plant more bonhomie
Love will blossom
The landscape will change
Fragrance and love all around
Colors will blend, celebrating all
The celestial space will rejoice
As happiness knows no bounds
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Anonymous
The moon
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Anonymous
The foot prints on the moon are permanently engraved into the soil
Just as the tire tracks from our technology will not disappear
For the moon has no wind
It is steady and unchanging
Like knowing the sun will rise each day
And the moon will guide our darkest nights
It's as unwavering as the alignment of constellations
And the gravitational pull of planets
But what if...
One day the sun did not rise;
And the moon did not lead us in darkness
What if the traces left on the moon
Were all mysteriously erased?
Like one day waking up to an empty bed
With the suitcases gone
And no trace of that person at all
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Jonny Angel
You're only as good as your last write,
kinda like a fighter down for the count
or standing with their arms raised in a V
& only then do they realize
who the real supporters are.
 Jun 2014 Hollow
Jonny Angel
We floated on
a sea of clouds
hovering over
checkerboard
greens & browns
& spots of blue.

I watched
dots
traveling
to and fro
on endless ribbons,
people
living out
their lives
in steel.

And I wondered
if they only knew
we were
way up here
above the clouds
in the jetstream,
would they wave?
 Jun 2014 Hollow
LS
Untitled
 Jun 2014 Hollow
LS
While she is off driving
To god knows where
I am at home crying
Wishing I could be there.
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