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Don't worry about me
I have just enough oxygen left
 Jun 2019
JaxSpade
post me a poem
about the passion you feel

make me cry
love

and die in your words


nevermore a ravens quoth

post me an oath

of sorrow from your soul
 Jun 2019
A Slow Heyoka
Each fact is true
But not all truths are facts
You could spend all day measuring string
You can also go bet at the tracks

People will believe what they want
It doesn't make it any less true
But when you find the fact of the matter
You'll be digging up the rest of the crew

A captain can sink with his ship
That's what my mother would say
But that captain will never see daylight again
Unless someone else is willing to pay
 Jun 2019
Bijan Rabiee
It is the dumb hour of night
Bereft of all maneuvers
Shadows have come and gone
Spending their agendas
The canvas bland as space
Drapes mute and motionless
As hidden truths
Not a stroke felt
Not a single word flickers
Off intersecting ink
There must be a gale
Deep into the mind
Winnowing
Chaffs of memory.
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