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One can say : "Tell us the truth!"
And I long to want to
but how is it best to do ?

I find it residing deep inside
But my ability is lacking to make it come alive

So I cast out examples
that lay alongside
Heavenly meanings
with Earthly ties

Proverbs , riddles , and saying so wise
Make it easier to see and feel the truth that's disguised

Sometimes it hard to separate the truth
Then one must turn into a quizzical sleuth

But for the one that knocks on the door
A new world opens for them to explore
 Jun 24 M-E
Lynn Stillman
Closing time tonight
The barkeep pours out a heart,
filled up by strangers.
 Jun 24 M-E
Talon Robinson
Blink
The thing I hate
That second you disappear
Feels way longer
I wish to force my eyes open
So I can see the light
That the angel is bathed in
But my eyes water
Oh no I don't want to
But I must
Blink
 Jun 24 M-E
Sophia
7 billion
 Jun 24 M-E
Sophia
seven billion
conscious hearts
experiencing each other
either
in love or in fear
 Jun 24 M-E
Sophia
youd have no shadow
without the light
shining behind you
 Jun 24 M-E
Carlo C Gomez
Rings of Headrick
Stabilize the flight
Of a broken equal

In zero atmosphere
I record you remembering to smile
Pixel pleasure
Whether or not
In zip ties

Cloud on the brow
Rain in the ashtray
Storms we all breathe in heavily

An end to camaraderie
By critical distance
By counting back from ten

Zero is an even number
When discord is no longer odd
 Jun 24 M-E
SøułSurvivør
their
forms
like
wax
melted
in
white
smears
down
their
vase

star­­s
abandon
them

their
moon
eclipsed

beautiful
still
the
sun
whi­c­h
once
sustained
them
is
now
their
sworn
enemy

and
their
cloyi­ng­
scent
fills
only
the
nostrils
of

the

dead



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc akam
Catherine Jarvis
(C­) 1/31/2016



I have to throw away the flowers
I received on my birthday

They aren't white lillies
but the sunlight coming through
the window highlights them
 Jun 24 M-E
Zahra
🌳
 Jun 24 M-E
Zahra
Like wild trees,
people branch out
fiercely—unconscious.

Some limbs reach
for light,
while others curl
into shadow.

Each one is growing
in their own time.
It’s never about you.

Don’t be bothered
by the thorns they wear.
A tree must grow them—
it’s part of its nature,
like armor,
like a dress.
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