Poems from The Rock God
One cannot belong to his belongings
That much is certain, no matter our longings.
The darkness is dying, gives birth to the dawn,
We, not...
Brain, test.
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Lunch break, yes.
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Hustle to classes
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Grades up, passes.
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Thinking? No.
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Keep up with the poetic flow.
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What is green...
As I dwell on this long and lonely road
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One everlasting mile away from home
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You see me on the bench, jacket zipped
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Book open in my...
What wonders the sky beholds,
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What wisdom does the intricate dropets of clouds contain?
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Trees of rich brown bark, of emerald green...
there is no emptier crescent of feeling
than wandering through unfeeling, unending crowds,Β
more alone than you ever have feltΒ
in your...