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Orakhal Feb 2021
he hammered down
on the nails deep

to the throw of a sqeak
thru woodens pine

a stain manic on the turn
of the machines steel and sweat

heathens a blow
to the mark of an eyes sap
weeping at the shredded corners
of a timbre some shroud

times counting
times coming
crows a shadow to his memory

thumbing its putty to the waters milk
fed to the velvet silk of her red rise
Orakhal Jan 2021
but really
we are a no body's any body
Orakhal Dec 2020
Winds cry happy
weep no loss
earth shake sunder
bear no cost
sun crack her whip to ray on sight
clay moons a face at huest fright

oceans roar ******* wave
across life's shore her open gaze
a snow white ***** to kiss of truth
at mothers ****** on the tooth
Orakhal Dec 2020
a mighty brave soul
a mighty wide heart

flighty on the tip of a wave
toward a rock and roll
Orakhal Dec 2020
than the real thing

take your time
to be found out
Orakhal Dec 2020
some where else

space is ones salvation
life a fortress with no walls

hope put some where else
outside the heart is sure to fall
Orakhal Dec 2020
This thought

Does it feel good ?

until you be your best

best not struggle to feel it

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