writing poetry
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Sleeplessness
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≻: SleeplessnessOut of the dark we were birthed And crawl out in orderly ant lines,Groping the ground with tired feetToo tired to…
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Nothing on this body belongs to me
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≻: Nothing on this body belongs to meArtefacts erected in glassWill not belong to the soil or theGrasp of the dead they wereTaken from. They remainScrutinised by…
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We bashed through the jungle straight to you
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≻: We bashed through the jungle straight to youThis love is a 5 tonne truck bashing through the arms of the jungle — ill-constructed and so noisy you could…
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Jungle deities
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≻: Jungle deitiesLustrous as a naked blade, theseBlue jewels orbit our heads faithfulAs satellites, lonely as aBiker on midnight roads. They pivotIn…
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Feels like we could break
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≻: Feels like we could breakWe are all weak-knee asses stumblingUnder the weight strapped on our narrow backsBraying in protest but still taking steps Forward.…
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“The value of life is an economic value used to quantify the benefit of avoiding a fatality”
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≻: “The value of life is an economic value used to quantify the benefit of avoiding a fatality”Today you are worth a fortune because how else will they explain why they could not reel youBack from the…
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