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By neone
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A familiar midnight
I lie, bloated as the moon, My eyes stretched shut. I believe I might be tired, But now, in this room, In this bed whose contours I know So well, I...
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Bitterly
I hate you, dear heart, My beloved enemy knows How to make us part Our ways, in your eyes it shows.
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Colour poems
I hate this poem, but I almost feel an obligation to it, because it was the lucky one that got published. I still hate it.
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Dead languages
She is queen of the whiteboards, The straightened tables, The sow's ear books. Knower of knowledge, She cries upon being told That she studies a dead...
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