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  Jan 2018 Rohan P
Akemi
Where am I? Choking tilt of the earth, forfeit of the sun. Tomorrow will be as today, a precession in retrospect, an nth masquerade in relapse.
All has been said.
  Jan 2018 Rohan P
Akemi
dawn fire
i wore myself
a new reflection
traced and tethered
to the elsewhere of your
smile.
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  Jan 2018 Rohan P
evie marie
there are very few things that are so beautiful they hurt
swimming in the rain.
dancing in the dark.
you.
Rohan P Jan 2018
who broke the moon? its
slivers shatter on tile and you
emptied them in our flowerbeds,
waiting, i think, for the rain.
  Jan 2018 Rohan P
Charles Bukowski
"--you know, I've either had a family, a job, something
has always been in the
way
but now
I've sold my house, I've found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I'm going to have a place and
the time to
create."
no baby, if you're going to create
you're going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you're going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you're on
welfare,
you're going to create with part of your mind and your
body blown
away,
you're going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you're going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquakes, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don't create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
Rohan P Jan 2018
you contour
into imaginations and fold (like spring
creasing)

swimming through the
amalgamations and
smiling (like summer
ceasing)

wandering the paths of
lilac, lily layering—
a feeling (like winter
releasing).
  Jan 2018 Rohan P
evie marie
i am being pulled by the stars again.
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