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Akin to moth (er) wings
the tiger irises eclipse-
Flooding hunger upstream
until Babel breaks down
and curls back into grids:
of silver theorems and half-ribbed truths
Not so innocent.
-beneath the placid pond
Where even the little minnows
quench apocalyptic wishes in their dreams
...when the truth is a stagnate nightmare.
the tiger irises eclipse-
Flooding hunger upstream
until Babel breaks down
and curls back into grids:
of silver theorems and half-ribbed truths
Not so innocent.
-beneath the placid pond
Where even the little minnows
quench apocalyptic wishes in their dreams
...when the truth is a stagnate nightmare.
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First poem that I've written in what feels like DECADES (but its only been a few weeks really, but hey thats what college does to you- stretches minutes into centuries -_-'''')
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