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WD 188 “Unknowable”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Unknowable I’m expected to step to the order you’ve established Cross no line, keep the pace Of a pacemaker, lovingly crafted with no foreknowledge Of the coming disaster It could come at any time, like a phone call in the dead of night, ringing my eyesContinue reading “WD 188 “Unknowable””

WD 168 “Breathing Exit”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Breathing Exit Simple thoughts Fly into my mind like they are Drawn to rotten meat When we exit this space what becomes of the cosmic symmetry? The cracked surface between mirror and air And can we begin to manifest An exile into being -All night IContinue reading “WD 168 “Breathing Exit””