Poems by the color green

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  • the wintry chill of the morning-
    it washes over our prone bodies...

  • the cool, abyssal embrace, liquid and always...
    trails behind you only an inch away...

  • you were too big for me to warm you,
    so you had to let me go...

  • the living room is silent
    except for cicadas...

  • meteor 4

    it exists outside the bonds that entrap them,
    and wanders for a place outside eternity...

  • got a hundred things
    to do, but none you want to...

  • tears come out of the lacrimal glands,
    from above the upper eyelids...

  • dim room, peeling wall,
    only my bed and my thoughts...

  • i walk alone
    in a concrete forest...

  • distant noise registers as loudly
    as my own thoughts- water running...

  • sing with me, sweet wind, and put my
    worried thoughts to rest...