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365 Days of Poetry: Day Two-Hundred and Ninety-Nine

due west.
the sun falls with regularity.
after the zenith of noon.
taking an edge off.
wind and cold.
the end of October.
no longer an end point.
but reality.
change, this is the time.
it comes in stages,
a step here, a step there.
subconscious working out the kinks.
of an embattled mind.
my leaves fell early this year.
and death should not be forced.

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365 Days of Poetry: Day Two-Hundred and Sixty-Six

the pen is a viper.
insanity seethes.
from brain to paper.
no answers there for me.

the truth is pain.
I hold it, I die.
see pretty promises.
as heartache, as lies.

there’s no love to take me.
none of it was real.
should’ve pushed to keep you home.
I need to rest, I need to heal.


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