Pure Gold Hurts Me
The singed mind, immature,
remembers. You cannot change the
world, the world changes you.
A pyramid floats in
desert. Did ... more
Bless be the man who does not walk,
In the counsel of the wicked;
Nor with the sinners who will talk,
With scoffers who are ... more
Who was Black?
This was a bounty.
Shouting on the flames.
You wait for the unspoken silence.
You knock at the door
with your head. A lamp ... more
Of these things put in remembrance,
While being charged before God;
Quarrels can be an encumbrance,
And causing you to become ... more
Finding your Substance
Howling of loneliness
begins. Voices were suicidal.
The anger wouldn't explode.
Let me euthanise.
No day was bright. ... more
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