arqios k Poems

How have you inked
this palpitant heart?
Well, let me tell you:
Your barbs extend
...

suffer me to stand before you, a fool;
then watch me walk away, no less:

you stand above me, so great, so tall;
...

nothing held sacred;
make our heads churn,
no one deemed holy
save our only concern
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bleak and blistered
tundraic whispers howl
with deft tendrils of
liquid nitrogen, then
...

year's new 
nothing's changed 
few remain
always the same 
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when we walk together
and in the one shadow
twin coffees and plates
purchases and invites
...

these thoughts like refined gold,
after years of firing in a kiln,
and they're burning ever hotter
spilling onto sheets of paper
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boy, you've been hiding long enough
guarded your heart and thought
left scarce a clue and when you do
lead to elsewhere; screening those
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when reasons
have changed,
transformed along
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for many a thing
we would often stay
a few others would
most likely detour
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