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Number 9 Dream

All we are saying is give peace a chance; begin by closing your mouth.
 
Fueling Myself?

Yearning fuels most narratives but this late my story turns to ashes.
 
1917

These three red tulips—like fists raised each year before the Winter Palace.
 
17 Syllables

I've been leaving you sonnets on our bench in the park. Do you read them?
 
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Stage IV

Some days all I can do is breathe, and breathe thinking this is gratitude.
 
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Fingers on the Other Side of a Mirror

My problem's making a fist. I'd love to be able to breathe for you.
 
17 Syllables

I don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose
 
No Shoes

We were looking at a lighthouse when salty waves
ruined our shoes
 
Poet

My heart's not on my sleeve, it's stamped onto paper by typewriter keys.
 
This twist-top bottle may as well be sealed with a retinal scan lock.
 
The tulips bend their heads, but not in worship. More likely, in despair.
 
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