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Tag: Poetic

Smoke and Ash

I performed a ritual in the shadow of a new moon. A burning sacrifice to release the negativity. I doubted the outcome. In the wake of events, maybe I was […]

Ablaze

My flint ignited a moment,the smoke became ablaze. I kindled the hot embers;I’m enamored by the flames. Heat expected;Light desired. I’m not afraid of the fire,I’ve been burned so many […]

Broken Norm

Three-hundred days of incubation.Words were spoken, with no translation.Mental experimentation.Nights of manifestations.Sanity kept with journal notations.The world is silent, with no explanation.

Dark Coffee

Saturday morning coffeethe sun doesn’t rise at 4:45.I can hardly open my eyes.There’s a full moon in the skyit’s the only light that shines.