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Ohio Total Solar Eclipse

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you're getting distracted again. focus.

drink a cup of water, tie your hair up, pull on your comfiest clothes, get your desk clean and ready, print out past papers, set your notes out, turn your laptop on, turn off all distractions, take out your stationary, open your books, take a deep breath, and just start.

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#city lights

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the law of club and fang

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Will I ever possess the softness I pretend to have?

— Fray Narte

Gif from: Stealing Beauty (1996) // Dir. Bernardo Bertolucci

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varies inversely with gust effect/ beguiled by lull refining the clutter with downbeats/ enough to create monotony among foliage's irregular geometries - how i paint my courage with scientific metaphors elements of my physique/ connected by nodes - no trace of instability/ but this stiffness doesn't suffice my lift cotton's floating/ paddling with low pressure/ perks of its thin, soft and delicate features/ catching the attention of air without begging for it - how easy it is to be a cotton; daunts my soulless breath

and so i try this clap and fling/ converge my wings/ attract the air to localize itself/ fill the voids spanning between separation of my pinions - oh my first flight!

#poetry #alt lit #poetryportal #poeticstories #spilled ink

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long night?

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Lest a pervious layer can sate itself with rain’s balmy whip – etches blithely all over as its bonds loosen up; aurora streaks the scent of rain and midnight mimics its sound of intermittent falling – a newfound onomatopoeia just for you

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Earliest prowling, in the wee hours when soft pollen grains eddied around the cavernous slumber of reigning sun - lambent superstructure, a ruling class inhabiting with the ideology of incapable humans- yet bragging rights bestowed upon by postulated natural selection, she was my prey, a strange kind of victim; that made her want to be seized, she used to be my muse during day, hid at the back of calm rivulet, one could draw from non-uniformities of my abstract - an allegory, if construed could alienate her from the world cold, soulful night and so i indicted; but i stayed, waited for what this night could give, oh…the craters harrowed by dripping aches from yesterday’s hurricanes, or by shrouded hopes from wild ricochet triggered by doubtful mouths of today, I loved her even more, the moon that gave sympathy

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Lily’s multiplying, drifting-merging, motion’s principle. insect’s striding idly - surface tension’s phenomenon, faking this river, too active to be dead.

#just random

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Speck of rippling pinches, stirring up my very core – warmth fueling the fire from surface to in-depth analogies chasing the gaps as fast as it’s being pulled by a blackhole for it’s meant for something it has been rooting for when you introduce love to me it seems everything is becoming its true form revealing recklessly as if fear has no name - “beautifully reckless” and so truly I am meant for you, like how heat sustains the fire ~ and yet fire picks the soot

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Thriving is the derangement of senses - a reprise of old soul’s hymn, a pendulum in an ideal state oft baited by unlit cigar and corked wine, a rapture; can’t get enough - sober all night; you’re abstract to me, natheless, a totem that eventually stops spinning I’m dreaming of you again, for the nth time, an eclipse to my soul that I devour, I devour more of you, more of you that I become foreign within;

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An ode to a stoic, who sleeps off a nightly cringe - cursing the soulless sympathy of the moon and inhumane solace of the stars and when morning comes, his brokenness blithely bathes in gentle radiance of his warm greetings, when inside him, he weeps, “Oh pain being amorphous in nature, and yet can hurt me as if you are shaped like bullet.”

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