Tickle my ear at three in the morning Brush the bottom of my foot with mist See the dreams I carry that do not rhyme Remember the fallen that rest in the corner of the eye A phase-shift out of reach, stuck in the web of mind Take the tack offContinueContinue reading “Poem: Nightly Spirit”
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Poem: Dead Tongues Tell No Tales
Cut out laid out on a sheet, in a row Pierced and strung hung ’round the neck The cutter, the puller yanks out grabs full Eyes of the carver cold as a tomb Red drops run down, never away
Poem: Nightly Spirit
Tickle my ear at three in the morning Brush the bottom of my foot with mist See the dreams I carry that do not rhyme Remember the fallen that rest in the corner of the eye A phase-shift out of reach, stuck in the web of mind Take the tack off the desk MoveContinueContinue reading “Poem: Nightly Spirit”
shannon p. laws 