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WD 204 “Nightshade”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Nightshade I’m wavering As the cool night air spreads from my fingertips Goodnight sounds like good-riddance As my body is riddled with strange waves of paralysis The dark is so still that it makes sounds Like harsh knocking on the front door (Did I lock it?)Continue reading “WD 204 “Nightshade””

WD 81 “Jack of All Trades”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Jack of All Trades And though there was nothing to gain by entering The rim of the bottle There was so much to lose, and I needed to lose To see you from that perfect angle, staring up from the carpet – You, who whose armsContinue reading “WD 81 “Jack of All Trades””