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l b d Oct 2020
i wondered
if other planets
and mirrors
only control the past
beneath the windowless door
his companion
wished to explore
l b d Oct 2020
the weather box
digested the clock

rooms crawl with
mysterious pink sun

at night,
the garden burned the silhouette
"the weather box digested the clock" is a line i'd consider using in another, longer piece. i love that image.
l b d Oct 2020
it was lost
to the glowing spark

with a sigh
the serene morgue
set the smiling tissue aside
and summoned the slime
l b d Oct 2020
the edge of the crystal
never came down
from the unconscious

(you're giving too much
and you killed your body)
probably my favorite of this particular collection
l b d Oct 2020
midway between
the rope and the wheel

the energy withdrew
at the last quaver
l b d Oct 2020
the brothers wearily dropped down
as the mud turned back the engine
and the ground left deep distance
l b d Oct 2020
the slightest moan
bathed the illusion;

a patter of pings
upon the storm's shoulder
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