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this weather station

this weather station positioned at a distance remote and true, this structure stands still recording changes in the air; the observed passing of time...

missing: presumed poet

toothed toast edges remain, cooled coffee has assembled serene pools in the sink each reflects a ceiling
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Poem of the week

don't die (inside)

don’t die (inside) don’t – be fooled into drinking that flat white

rose quartz snake oil

they arrive as a rainbow of vulnerability trembling tumbles from taxis
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plenty more dead fish in the sea

here we are our best smiles over-exercised our appealing angles over-photographed the isolation reflected in our eyes


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Posted on Thu, 13 Nov 2014

Wow - these seems popular. Thank you all for your comments. There is sadness in this poem; sadness in the surrender. But, that's the thing about surrender, you can change it. You can work hard to not wave the white flag. 

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