Tag: poem
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Contempt
My face was never this heavy, My questions were never this simple, My dreams were never so vivid, change wasn’t a conflict But rather a comfort, My travel was arduous, Like it had always been, paper crumpled Flying into the bin, My waiting has been drifting- Fire! Fire! Water! My face is receding- faceless, My…
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Whites
Have you seen those whites?Those pale, those grim,Those unforgivable sights,That roar in my speech,To the dead, to the dumb,To the whites I beseech.Remember! remember me!O speck of dust!My ink, O’me! Have you seen those whites?That happiness, that life,That love, that war, thatHistory through strife,That amber, that pain,Those crystals, those rains,Purging virtues, purging sins,Whites from veins,Remember!…
Seeker’s 