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Guntang Jul 11
as conveniently
he gives the lord
the king of losers
his own reward
Guntang Jul 11
best apparitions
on silver steps
flittering in time
barley
Guntang Jul 11
strange seed
drifts over crooked hill
cold dream
Guntang Jul 11
there is no light
like a dying light
a light in the dark
in the dark
at night
Guntang Jul 11
all about
shots were fell
lighted splinters beyond
turning nuance
from nuance
into now
Guntang Jul 11
is the raging swell upon my ribs?
be it
is the raging swell upon my ribs?
so be it
the dark
navy-blue haze
Guntang Jul 7
i am lost in the mirror
in the haze of a stare
her face is fading static
not to last
the mirror
gets the last laugh
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