Woven Spirit

Your spirit has Clung to me after This morning Like it never Wants to leave Your scent Of sweet sweat and Nitroglycerin trapped Under straps Of tank tops Spirit still clings To me Threaded down to the Skin beneath Clothing A heart of woe stayed With the heat Of punishment sustained Cooling as it’s constantlyContinue reading “Woven Spirit”

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Can’t Kill Us

Rising From the ashes again Shaking Off the debris Rising Despising Deciding to action Power full force Forward Resist Confound the War machine Move swiftly and Stike hard Evade and resist Protect yourself From this Impossibility “I calculate your Odds of survival at 21,368 to 1, Unless you pull the Trigger.” Quite time now AsContinue reading “Can’t Kill Us”

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