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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””

WD 162 “Wait for Me”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Wait for Me Consider my slow approach The pads in my paws keep me silent Even in the realm of thought, but you Considered me a noise, an abstract trial to be redeemed from Transcendental aftermath of a crazed god There was smoke, fire, then moreContinue reading “WD 162 “Wait for Me””