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Wandering the mirror maze through the coldicehotwater, I am -M. My thoughts,poetry and insanity.
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“Dreams are the book ends of reality. The intermittent escape existing before and after all things. We were dreams before conception and will be in dreams after we’re gone.” -M
The odor of combustion streams through the gusting onslaught. Melted mines and burning souls grapple. The mountebank fortuning* the pious hauteur to beguile in the effort we align. Victims in the cha…
I set my fingers out across your locks as a clef. A duet played on a whim and refined evermore. Valves fluttering semiquaver. The pianissimo echoes around every audience of my thoughts. All my string…
The candle maker wept head in hands. “I’m but a simple waxsmith, an heir of skills molded far before me.” The shop empty of patrons, dusty shelves with the remnants of molds, bulk wax blocks, rolls o…
“Our lies are like rivers. In pleasant times they are easily navigated. But they always swell, bursting the banks and flooding destruction to areas beyond are own.” -M
It was In words I never spoke. Hands I never grasped. Eyes I never got to fly through. Dinner we never got to share. Places we never would visit. A dance in spot lights we’d never share. Memories we…
“The shortest love story I know is the glance you gave me as you walked by.” -M
“Rain often depicts gloom and sorrow that is unless you reside in a desert. Perspective is not reality, it’s how you see yours.” -M
Birds sing their song: both for the solitude of loneliness and the companionship of warmths. But, not till this dawn did I realize what the delicate melodies, upon branch and nestled in nest, were. T…