Self-Isolation

Outblowing lexicon, a phenomenal connect-athlonFighting for facetime, speaking through screensPixelated smiles in low-rise jeans Self-Isolation—the new meditation, egoless online ID and high-rise screamsA concrete jungle; we’re monkeys with machines

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Methuselah's Crimes

Saturated hippocampusFail-states rampantMemory banksBursting at the seamsOverclockedSynthwaveSet to sine Acute trauma built-inGuilty conscienceRevelingHigh crimesOrganisedHe’s evil’sSynonym RelivedA high-defTwisted grinObtuseThe priceOf livingSin

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All of This

All of the universe All of the stars Contained in a cup Ever expanding psalms

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Tanka #2

We are but cobwebsInside a plundered palaceForeign to our hostDrifting on midnight’s zephyrDying to remain instilled

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Lovebirds

New love so saccharine, cherubs watch from on highBlushing as we writhe in angelic ecstasyYour voice will sufficeDrown out a judgemental dirgeDoves & crows sing jealouslyTwo hearts heave—a frantic mergeOne half of the same soulSeparate wings make us whole

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Breathless

Panic stationsThe conductor’s missingAnd this train’s gone off the railsPupils in dilationNo light, just chemicalExhale Lost to temptationScrambled informationInhale A Bullet punctures the basionSanity’s cost of livingMental hangnailTorn offBreathing fails

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For You My Lamb

What would you doif violence were forced upon you?bloodstained sandssteel wolves ravaging lambscompel you to flee this land An aegean expansethe danger it yieldsleaves you breathlesswhitecaps meet a forlorn handtwo lights vanish in a stillborn sea

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Frisson

Music saves It elicits auditory awe in me A beautiful melody Can harmonize with my heart And syncopate my soul The beat washes over me I’m baptised in sound Dancing on the precipice of bliss Drown me in a sempiternal solo Let me live forever With this feeling Of frisson

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Waifs and Strays

A nation in flux Failed by its protector Freedom fighters Facilitated by the free world There’s always a price Waifs and Strays Walk the streets Visiting friends In pieces They drop bombs We drop like flies Swatted from your mind A noxious atmosphere We can’t cry

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