Tension
If it ticked to the tense of the spring of my heart,
poetry
Untitled
The dapper python rustles down
New Ties
Rooks in tall trees pulpited, in preachers' black,
Incident
on the grey edge
Prayer
Harrow me, O Lord,
Contrivance
Now, you are an excitment living inside me,
The Victory
On shuddering tall pillars of white flame
Lament
What moved me, was the way your hand
Expediency
Lean struggles know
Away
Sprung out of last year's leaves and this year's light
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