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Vessel

The fluids within your secret chambers vary from crystal clear to inky black, from amber to the dusty blue of your eyes.

Calling Old Blue Eyes (part two)

“Uncover big news interesting for me like, drone?” the administrator snapped.

Calling Old Blue Eyes (part one)

“Me kind superior to you kind every way,” the little tinpot general continued as he stepped forward and brashly poked me in the belly.

Girl with a Pearl Earring

Lift your head - look not in shadows Gaze not into murky dark pools Raise high - let nothing foreshadow Let your heart be my muse. Let me dry ephemeral tears away

PEACE PIPE (I.P.)

Hiawatha's Happy Hunting Ground. With apologies to Longfellow.

Don’t run: Face them.

Don’t run: Face them. P K Routray Life is a harmony of hope, zeal and action. One who is deprived of these qualities may be called a zombie or a dead person.

CHERRYGRIPE

Do cherries only grow on trees? I'd like to know. Are they the food of poets When they are won? Not enough are given here To please all writers of fair words.

Heart Exchange

they gave use the wrong hands back, and now all we see are your veins and this might be why; we light up our tv screen like candlelight in a church, and pray for a mother.

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