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LL Oct 6
the PARABLE of
the
ALL-NIGHTER: "is sleep just . . ."

a SOCIAL CONSTRUCT
LL Sep 29
things I left unsaid
walks the plank that is my
tongue, but they won't jump
and now roam my mouth — ghosts with
a LIFE more DEAD than ALIVE
LL Sep 28
the earth was a wide
and blank canvas — now you're my
FAVORITE COLOR

LL Sep 26
the PARABLE of
the
PLEASER:      "can you help with . . ."

YEAH
             SURE THING
                                       WHY NOT

LL Sep 22
fleeting orange sky
stop — before I sing sadly
through dark winter nights
magnetic poetry
LL Sep 21
keeping a secret
was a spark in my bare hands
'til it was  —  the SUN
LL Sep 20
we buy things with cash
to win people's hearts, kindness
is the ¢urrency
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