A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Haunted Temple The eye is upon you While you go about your daily trade A pox, a curse, eye of newt and skin of toad And medication refills While he is, transfixed and transfigured into every sound that haunts Days of secret whispers in the pewsContinue reading “WD 169 “Haunted Temple””
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WD 89 “Lunar”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Luna Put in my place by The quiet between your words You have no object permanence And I’m an immaterial object Like the light of the moon Which can be seen from thousands of miles away I cannot be heard but I can move the tides Continue reading “WD 89 “Lunar””
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