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entanglements

biological
cell conglomerate
of grouped bosons
quivering
in your resonance
hello!
(to you)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/entanglements

entanglements

biological
cell conglomerate
of grouped bosons
quivering
in your resonance
hello!
(to you)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/entanglements

natural evil

you needn't imagine evil
brutality or opportunistic
greed when you can see it
spread its beautiful vines
over all diversity before you
crushing it down, starving
it by stealing the very sun

try to uproot it
and discover how
it will make you
uproot everything
else as the price

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/natural-evil

natural evil

you needn't imagine evil
brutality or opportunistic
greed when you can see it
spread its beautiful vines
over all diversity before you
crushing it down, starving
it by stealing the very sun

try to uproot it
and discover how
it will make you
uproot everything
else as the price

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/natural-evil

tree dad

(too long for here - link below)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/tree-dad

tree dad

(too long for here - link below)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/tree-dad

Lumen
A #poetry thread

i.

In sable night
that lacks the stars,
a sealed off cave.
A man, five scars.

The tail of night,
a crack is heard.
Black stone is rolled,
a flight of birds.

Beloved with
her oils and herbs.
She sees the stone
and finds no words.

🧵👇🏼

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Limbus

Tree trunk, stripped bare.
Crossbar, damp air.
Black clouds, crows caw,
perched on nails — gone.

A sign, four words.
No voice is heard.
Cramped cave, stone bed
where herbs lay — bled.

Long wait, dark night.
No candles burn bright.
Hinted return.
But silence — burns.

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Mandé
A #poetry thread

i.

An evening meal with an old friend
who told us he’d cross a stony bridge,
its span a trial, then he’d descend
to wade into black waters’ edge.

Upon the table stripped and bare,
a bowl of dried roses, grey as stone.
The meal that we'd been served was spare:
a loaf, thinned wine, a candle blown.

🧵👇🏼

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