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mike dm Feb 2016
i'm sitting, here, broken as ****,
looking through Venetian blinds
at a sunset that breaks me
even more.

the hurt
feels
so
*******
good.
dm micklow
mike dm Feb 2016
her petals
fell upward
into the sky fecund,
spelling energy again.
dm micklow
mike dm Feb 2016
you are alone
in space,
waiting on the edge,
making room
for existence to start, again.
mike dm Feb 2016
shatter beneath
rages ribcaged: now opened, loosed.
dais
   for the blue,
                  pumping out
            yours truly.

flip page.

reanimate new beat,
new rhythm,
new
you.
dm micklow
mike dm Feb 2016
five pens
scrawl upon
         my arched backside,
    as i too
pen
             inside her writhe.
mike dm Feb 2016
the hum of zeros
concatenated
in my ears;
it's crazy how much
doing nothing
means.
mike dm Feb 2016
s p a c e
like you did
as a kid
that **** is fire for the soul
dm **** l  o   w
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