Woodwind floats among limp mourners
who cannot force heavy claws back...

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I cried for a dream to be tangible...

Before me cries your people's scattered hearts
once united but now thrown apart...

Falling,
in the strangest ways...

Here:
in this home I thought I had dreamed up...

He is five fingers... she is the other five
and they are pressed together like...

I'm breaking up with you Drama,
our relationship is over...

It comes with shiny tops,
it shimmers, glimmers, simmers at...

When the sun paints passion
caressing my heartbeat...

Translucent rainbows,
Arch with lasting dignity...

grief is a rusted faucet
i keep checking...

Stunning, I have become entranced
by a mediocre jar satisfied...