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"abditory" poems
you were the lacunar bolt the part of a life spent wishing on stars if stars had ever granted anything but light chatoyant the yellow pilot lamp down the street trembles weakly wanting to burn out it flickers like a sun struggling long past its expiration date I was an absquatulate scholar of wrinkled bedsheets and the way the light ineffable shone around us as though we were the ******* center of it all a slow-motion salvation is better than instant gratification behind words like I believe I can’t accept this I will give you back your left behind particulars: your lingerie your photographs the calligraphy in your letters the blanket I have slept under for three years dreaming you might give me back the ring I willfully saved for you in the abditory between these walls I was building for us broken promises refract sanguine light and shape future homes into abandonment
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 2:47 PM UTC
Of the Smallest Pieces
Passing through the jade green understory of yours, discovering your forest-like body; betwixt and between at last I found my abditory.
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 11:06 AM UTC
Understory
# In the quiet corners of my mind, I get lost in my words – as are my thoughts swirling like leaves in the wind. My notebook and pen become my __abditory:__ a secret refuge where I can disappear. ______ And it is here, in this cherished hideaway, that I lose myself completely, enveloped in the embrace of ink and paper, crafting a reality all my own.
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Dec 16, 2024
Dec 16, 2024 at 3:40 PM UTC
abditory
Take me away Away from this cursed path The path we walk as humans Rushed by time Consumed by hate Chased by approval Sleep walking Seeking the useless This path Wonky and jejune Nothing more than wanton Not seeing the misanthrope it leads us to Living according to a paradigm Surrounded by air of melancholy Rather lead me into the field Give us an abditory Make us feel Feel the greatness of ataraxia Cause at the end As it stands We are nothing more than a nation of sheep Ruled by wolves And owned by ******* pigs
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Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
Take Me Away