Misc. Poems
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I am the poet of the true reality—
not the shared dream, communal illusion... -
Trust has to be earned
actions speak louder than words... -
For all time,
the rain was pouring—yet I stayed dry... -
The word
Like a genre or species... -
"Why are you so poor?"
they ask. He says with a smile... -
Balance is to be
a feather in the heart of... -
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Each god stands as the antipode to its servants—
a reflection inverted... -
You stereotype
when you fixate only on traits... -
To each individual,
every index, other than their own... -
Kindness is a rare commodity,
though it's capitalized... -
Life is like being in the deep,
with barely a breath left... -
She wasn't temptation incarnate, nor a deliberate...
The danger wasn't her; it was the place she took...
