Hollow place
Brightly lit universe
Enchanting trap

The Devils
Moon sized footprints
Everywhere hidden
In plain sight

Come twilight time
beings howl
Listen

The cosmos
Midnight whispers
That which
Wishes not to hear

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Profundity of
empirical symmetry
unflappable charm
pushing a canard
A whisper
brooking ill
Night dissolves
to day
& steps
lead further
& further away
Ontological certainty
of an end
yet to come
Paradox
of pain
leaving this soul at last
& finally numb

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Gaseous clusters
of incandescent sky
reflected on her ecstatic
childhood's forehead
icy fire of time
anchored deep in marrow
pulsing within ebullient blood
as the scents of July
burn slowly in the silence
that lies in sempiternal
sigh of night

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You count
in days
months
years
But history
is a process
You write about victories
But what about losers?
You count history
with written books
But Truth
lay in the unvoiced words
Counting history
you forgot to measure
Life

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We have a of wonderful writers! Keep writing. Keep dreaming.
Keep inspiring us! Thank you all!
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fill the apartment
They sit softly on furniture
Echo in rooms
Yours on the rocking chair
"Come close to me"
Mine on the floor
near your legs
where i perch
"Talk to me about Cosmos"
Whispers with their own existence
"I want to make love to you"
"I'm yours"

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Whispering poet
shaping syllables from dreams
asleep soon to wake

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