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Onoma Jun 2021
the mid-throb

of a heart of Hearts,

is more than just a

frenetic shape on

a screen.

or the perfectly placed

ache...going through

its life-review.

unable to mull over

vacant flashes...it

caresses them.

as they transpire.
Onoma Jun 2021
the razor's edge of a

blackening wave rises to

spread its salt apart...

finely slicing a sky with

no particular height.

as an errand boy of

nothingness is fitted for

a crown.
Onoma Jun 2021
an unblinking

series of boxes

listen  to light...

midwifing dark,

as not to hear the

sound of its child

trying to play out

of them.

compassion is an

undivided word.

made out of a poet's

boxed paper.
Onoma Jun 2021
a study of angelus

to the reachable Heart

of a fresco.

overexposed with

new colors beating

off a purifying white.
Onoma May 2021
as torrents outgrow

their own hands,

frothy-white.

stones go at their

turning, to compel

the force of the rush.

as a mending man

made yogi, joins his

hands together.
Onoma May 2021
lightning wanted

thunder in

reverse...

just to strike a

TREE.

charred to

foliage.

where it stood.
Onoma May 2021
a rose

slips off

her reddest

silk robe.

against the

blackest

backdrop.

her petals

will never

hit the ground.

too vivid for

any contrast.
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