Poems from Apop Tosis

  The path is one of these A darkened angel Or you and me Our lack there of A vacancy A forest fire A paradise  A hurricane The path is...
Honey dew drips down my spine my veins reach out to negate existance of this vine oh silly me i will be free fall is coming in due time...
We sit in the stillness  like drapery over a closed window time drags and there is only humble silence clouds of anxiety and forewarning...
We are born unwonted. some keep up with such a wonky personality, some are pushed into categories by the dogmatic dictators of society,...
My shoulders sit crooked, laden with guilt... How can i strive to study such in human minds, Yet refuse to come to terms with my own...

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