Poems by adroit

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  • Down in the dumps
    Like the shadows upon the ceiling...

  • Twisted heaps of steaming metal
    blood-speckled concrete looking industrially...

  • Fingernails painted
    pink-gold...

  • Of course I should be happy with my life
    Nothing too horrible happens...

  • Human kind is dying slowly
    Dragging mother earth...

  • The rain fell thick but slowly
    As if grief had stolen...

  • Italia (1)

    Museums full of art
    windows, stained glass...

  • I pull myself together
    Only to tear myself apart...

  • Twisted treasure
    Burning ashes...

  • Life mocks me:
    Life: You don't belong here, in the land of the...

  • Gray buildings standing heavy
    yet elegant, sooty yet resolute in purpose...

  • Ah, the things one can create
    when they're in the manic state...