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"Dreams are today's answers to tomorrow's questions"
- Edgar Cayce

clawed in cursive

12/23/2021

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 grief
hidden beneath
worn smiles

lies gifted to me
long ago

my childhood cat
chokes on silver tinsel

the dead surround me
their message on repeat
no one will tell you what you need
to know until it is too late

it is too late

the angel of death
writes on my skin

a love letter of loss
clawed in cursive

his scythe is 
a fountain pen
ink as good as blood

the key to the red door
is beyond the self

Azrael 's dark cloud
whispers
bloom in a sky
without stars
 
i dream about
empty apartments
furniture broken for firewood

this ending is taking too long
let's begin again
i am planting the seeds
of destruction
tearing at roots too deep

follow me into the dark
the only place
to breathe

the only place
to close your eyes



1 Comment
Hiddie Joe
12/25/2021 09:12:21 pm

I think I have a complement poem to this. If you are interested. Very inspired.
Thank you

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