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 Jul 2021 chimaera
ryn
Depths
 Jul 2021 chimaera
ryn
There is beauty
in these depths.

But you’d have
to drown
to see it.
The end, the beginning,
nearer than far

The middle a wasteland
—to banish and tar

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
 May 2021 chimaera
ryn
Chalk
 May 2021 chimaera
ryn
Even when all
the ruby shards
and splinters
had vaporised,

I’d pretend
to gather
invisible
broken pieces

outlined in chalk.
 Apr 2021 chimaera
nivek
below all horizons
all horizons meet.
separation is a mirage
all faces hologram.
silence is pregnant
composing songs.
death lives forever
a distant memory.
on the horizon
eternity waits.
 Apr 2021 chimaera
ryn
Songbird
 Apr 2021 chimaera
ryn
If indeed
my heart knows
every word
to this song,

why then
does my voice
argue that it
should never
be sung?
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