Tagged: emptiness

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The Gone Man

Pieces of wind are falling down on this sunny day. It doesn’t matter if the light is getting cold. You are by my side. The gone man is passing by, searching for his mouth....

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What Used to Be

Poem   I used to write. So many words about love, lust, hurt, desire, life. Some still exist in places on the internet I don’t go to anymore, some I threw away because I...

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Winter’s Midas

Self-Reflective Poem   My chest feels like an emptied stone cave Nestled in the peaks of pine-ridden mountainside In which a giant, brown grizzly once hibernated But decided to finish his sleep months earlier...