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#ochre
Between leaf and life Wet ochre leaves bundled exit Life was lived now gone
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Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 10:07 AM UTC
How Does Life Live
Shall I compare thee to a broken watch A piece of garbage all but twice a day Existing to be broken on the rocks Remember the father and where he lay But gone is the age of the stoics babe Now rust and rot control the fall of glass Not one was witness to the violet grave Except the people in the razor grass But nothing's nice under an ochre sky Although your sickened tick is worse than most And you betray the father with your lie As if his sacrifice was but a joke A life in the waves could pay all your dues Best get comfy in your new concrete shoes
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 7:39 PM UTC
Ode to a Blasphemer
Burnt ochre, brittle     and blackened since bloom. In death's repose, the     roses are refined.
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Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC
Dyad - 3 -