A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. So Speaks the Worm Mother nature never looks me in the eye But, I like to make claims in her name Genetic absolution by self flagellation A hollow whistle through the empty trunk of a log We took a hundred pills for our particular breed ofContinue reading “WD 216 “So Speaks the Worm””
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WD 207 “Stethoscope”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Stethoscope Reflect all the Light that was taken away And be a beacon for the sick The blind, the def, lepers and Those with chronically weak hearts We had a boat that traveled by the ruddy glow of the blood stream Tossed by the reckless whimsContinue reading “WD 207 “Stethoscope””
WD 91 “Beginning to Breathe”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Beginning to Breathe -I whistle as I skip past the graveyard Centuries watch unmoving, stone, Eviscerated, shorn to the core War torn, born, unmourned Like a blanket in the shiftless night Whistle with me and hold my hand tight lest I remember the days I wasContinue reading “WD 91 “Beginning to Breathe””
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