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I remember (poem of mine)

I remember the rush of the air

The sense of death

was so alive

in the pulses

surrounding me

I think I died many times

before I was here

and the palpability

of loss

and regret

as thick

as the wish

on my lips.

A full moon

and black, black


a hand on mine

in the night

I meet your eye.

Do not deceive me


black night.


As I was

surrounded by your smog

to breathe

was a dream.

I lay untouched

in my fort,


Do not touch me.

I remember

I remember

the air as thick as burning timber

And to breathe,

Like a dream,

your hand on mine

A dream,

A dream,

A dream.



All out for night (poem of mine)

The trees,
Crooked judges
Of my knotted silence
The wind
It’s temper flared
I lay still.

Myopic dreams
And taunted.
Bird’s Wings
White shawls,
On rising thunder.

Hell hath no fury,
Like Earth turned loose.