• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  Democracy

  The fat puppeteer withdraws his hand And democracy crumples, empty, to the floor The day is over, no eyes on him, He’s off To immerse himself in sin and immorality. He…

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• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  453

  wounded skyline the born again sun it's alright

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• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  Dark

  The seconds dripped From eternity’s broken tap 30 minutes to a new you The bath chilling Ammonia scented candlelight As a darker hue clutches each strand Diving into…

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• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  Like a dream upon waking

  And like a dream on waking, her future slipped through her fingers. Dreams of days on beaches But had she wished it away? She had wished and wished In the darkest moments…

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• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  For a boy

  For C.N. Come over man Come and show me the blue white light Of happiness and sky and freedom Come and wrap your soul Around mine tightly While your words roll over my…

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• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  Varanasi

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• crimsonkate (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago

  I feel a change coming on

  I feel a change coming on Time like a wind at my back Whipping strands of the present around my head and back again in instants Then, Plunged into the past Immersed…

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• crimsonkate (25)in #fiction • 8 years ago

  stream of consciousness 01

  stream of consciousness: I never planned it to be like this. I never dreamed it would be like this. But then I don't know what I pictured. We're these ever-changing things -…

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• crimsonkate (25)in #scifi • 8 years ago

  Man Farm

  They laid the train tracks back to front and this caused a great deal of confusion – you’d think you were on the train to New York and arrived in Kinshasa, or to Shanghai and…

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