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 Nov 2018
Elizabeth Brown
I stand before you
heaving- begging for your love.
Apathy returns.
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In the quiet night
a lonely moon arises,
cold and beautiful.
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Bring me home to you.
Harsh light changes me. I want
freedom from the screen.
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Your god complex shines.
I wouldn't dare ***** it out.
Like you, I like you.
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 Nov 2018
Seán Mac Falls
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Treasure in forest,
Water dropping crystal beads—
Dew on wild orchids
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