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Green Collared

Is polluted more By the breath of grey habits. Promised beneath A geranium More potent in mid summer Sweltering, robust climates Than forgotten rust belt winters. Where debris breaks my Mucus membrane Under a bronzed skin And a pale heart.

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Prospect's Child

He used to scratch off mosquito bites Bled a few hours Marked for life. Never again the sensation an itch To rebel. To cry. To crack his own violet knuckles Broken under Passive punishment. Smoke and flame of weeds Burning…

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Carbon Composite

We are solids in a liquid matrix. Bone in blood. Eternity in the flow to Oblivion.

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Three Tone Chord

I tend to color code now that reds penetrate my ties My socks and my toys, as my bedroom carpet And my office wall had done before I even knew the connotation before she asked. I tend to color code…