Pathfinder

Hot pollen snow Clouds the soil like stars Swirling around a galactic core Gravity’s hand is pushed away In favor of the cosmic breeze Whisking them through the day Leftovers from cast incantations Spells from a book of maps Full of blank spots As it casts through the paths Found by the pioneers The worldContinue reading “Pathfinder”

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Leaf Tear

Leaf Tear Why must violets Be violent And bring orchids Cryonic Feelings Leaving home Bruised petals And stem dealings In pollen They call it Demonic Intentions In whiteout clouds And red gas Handwritten To cash in At banks of Ripped stems Where deposits Are made in spines And bleeding barbs Offer themselves In earnest AndContinue reading “Leaf Tear”

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