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WD 128 “Jester”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Jester Your translucent skin reveals the ley lines Of your bodily flow and They move when you take your steps across the threshold There was rain this morning, but it evaporated in the brisk sunlight Of early night Across from me, three pigeons peck at theContinue reading “WD 128 “Jester””

WD 97 “Longshot”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Longshot Absent minded Skull, vacated, leaving the head a statue with wandering eyes The planet is green, whether you think about it or not But there is satisfaction in standing in place, to Remember, contact, connect dissonant ages and pieces My understanding of you didn’t createContinue reading “WD 97 “Longshot””