Misc. Poems
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It was a song—
that reminded me... -
If I have come in dress thou hast garmented for...
I would have found thy garment, not thee... -
I am the poet of the true reality—
not the shared dream, communal illusion... -
Such a strange affair,
between here and there... -
Trust has to be earned
actions speak louder than words... -
For all time,
the rain was pouring—yet I stayed dry... -
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The word
Like a genre or species... -
"Why are you so poor?"
they ask. He says with a smile... -
Balance is to be
a feather in the heart of... -
Each god stands as the antipode to its servants—
a reflection inverted... -
You stereotype
when you fixate only on traits... -
To each individual,
every index, other than their own...