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Recovery: Thoughts

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My Photography: looking glass

Thought I’d start a new section of my blog using my newfound passion for photography. I see poetry all around me, I’d like to share my views of the world using just my Samsung phone for now–horrendous camera fyi.  Then I’m using a basic photo editor to manipulate them into apoeticlife!

Looking Glass

Window in kitchen of Building 7.

My Photography: snow job

Thought I’d start a new section of my blog using my newfound passion for photography. I see poetry all around me, I’d like to share my views of the world using just my Samsung phone for now–horrendous camera fyi.  Then I’m using a basic photo editor to manipulate them into apoeticlife!

Snow Job

A light snow outside Building 7.

Poetry: Spit Forth Guts

Oh the venom on these lips
cold fury should you
taste it there.  Drink
deep my gathering gloom
quench your thirst for
my lies and my truths
and my muted thoughts.

Stand still frozen dead
in pools of wonder and
dread for this poison
that seeps into your
pores will not soon
leave the haunted spaces
your frightened places
there will be myriad traces
where it killed the
wonder it found in your
dull and dreary mind.

Choke on toxic thoughts
vomit my musings and
spit forth guts colored
black with doubt and
fear and torment stain
the ground with your
loosened purpose your
pathetic beliefs that
words are always intentions
of the noble and righteous.

Poetry: In Soft Tongues

You think fields are so lovely?
You think as this snow falls
furious that it will give up
its words to the likes of
you?  It would just go
speak to you in soft
tongues ones that
you alone you
only would
be able to
hear?
No
loud lies
no chance
will the snow
speak to or utter
to you than would
mighty Zeus himself
hasten swift down and
offer bolts of lightning of
which were long dreamt of
there was an eternity of need.

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