adamantseal
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the sky is falling tears
and tangling its long gray hair
in the fingers of bare winter trees
I don’t know when
the last bronzed leaves will fall
in these winding backroads
across the old concrete bridge
in the aching night
streetlamps cast halos
I am lost in the ghost of this town
opening old wounds at the kitchen table
I dissect the bloodiest parts of myself
and rearrange them into words
I still can’t believe
loops and lines unraveling
in the darkness
like ribbons slipping
my open hands
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Y'all are the best. I didn't write anything for like a year and you're still reading my kooky shit. ❤️❤️❤️
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I gather mystery around me like skirts
translucent tulle
billowing into clouds
I am carried away
you will never know
my true face
hidden among stars
dying to be born
who are you
pale shadow fingers
writing stories in the mist
I am the words
disappearing
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if time unspools backward
we are a pair of doves
mourning at the window sill
children yelling
in the dining room
laughing in the car
I guess you broke my heart
a hundred
thousand times
the white plates with pink flowers
shattered
bullets
rolling across the floor
a steel wrench
striking the glass
a pale blue mattress on the floor
dozens and dozens
of little white pills
the black pen in my shaking hand
a red door closing
on the setting moon
a slow morning
waiting to be born
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I see you
like a statue
pale and silent
a bright star
burning
I guess you like
the wind on your skin
silky sweet as hyacinth
forgive me
this blue sky
this last gasp
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Like you never knew
my broken fingernails
in your hair
cutting away
the glory
in eddies
drifting darkly down
the kitchen floor
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I play with words
arrange them in a stream
leaves like rafts
bearing away
thoughts like bodies
bleeding
I wish I knew
more
stories
I would send you home
on the tips of my fingers
praying to the clouds
so high
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just at the cusp of tears
always
wavering
the lonely woods are
flowering snow
trees like fountains
scatter petals
my breath
a ghost in the dark
hidden
among the pine
and paw prints
I am here
waiting
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she is a dark cloud
smoke in your hands
a breath away from dreaming
the twist of your fingers
curling
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Hey! It's been a minute since last you posted. Is everything ok?
I'm OK. Overwhelmed by life events? A lot of things have happened in my life over the last year. I'm still processing all of the change, and I haven't felt like writing lately. Thanks for checking on me ❤️
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in limbo with you
the only lights
your eyes reflecting
the moon
a candle between us
burning down
your lips soft as
the slick red
wax
warm like
summer nights
oh how they breathed the life
back into us
shadows walking
to the sea
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your eyes
soft fire
I am tinder
caught flame
a forest of starlight
burning for you
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it's Tuesday again
and you're still gone
we are all clad in black
singing memory eternal
under the eye of St George
at our separate kitchen tables
a candle burns for you
and you are eternal
as our grief
I hope you know
even if you couldn't
slay all your dragons
you were a warrior too
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in dreams your eyes
are dark fire
burning me down to red
the muscle of my heart
unfurling
as the petals of late summer
a deep purple
blush like the sun setting
into the cheek of the sky
I send my lips
as birds to you
feathers fluttering against the pane of your
skin like
angels whisper gently
in the clouds where
the timbre of your words
rattles like thunder and
I just
rain for you
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before the sky was bluer
flowers blossomed more slowly
unfurling petal by petal
yellow in the weak morning sun
children spoke with their faces
smiling red-lipped
or pinched and weeping
pain could be so
silent
hidden under the bed
with all the monsters
you could lay down in a field
let the vultures take you
slow as heaven
darkening to stars
the moon was so bright
and we were blind as mice
running
after our own tails
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when there was a name for the wind
we were tethered to the earth
racing feathers clipped
how our shoulders would ache with
desire
if flight is freedom
then we must
rise up
on our wounded limbs
and pierce the sky with our beaks
oh
how the clouds
will remember our names
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the wild scrawl calls to me / so i fall into an ocean of Turritopsis dohrnii, & they are glowing / like your eyes, like your / lips // i float in lingering spirals towards / the wild scrawl ...
wild with all the dreams
of humid nights and firefly glow
in the darkness a brilliant
chaos of lights living
endless as the heat of
summer sweet as berries
ripened on the vine
as the sea
so the air
a rippling tide of wind
grips me in its soft hands
in this half-evening
caught like a moth
I am drawn out
under the bruising sky
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