2 poems



alien substance

diseased in silence

grow and devour

even in imagination

is there mourning in daydreams?

catastrophe in wisps of thought

it’s death in installments

infection by intellect

a meaningless fearful embrace

that chews through a mind

unhealthier than the body.




do you check the date

or does it pass?

a whisper at midnight

a pale blue regret

when adolescence is eager

you can find all faults

an abrasion betrayed by

imperfect delights

a picture you run from

a cacophony of doubt

but even with mistakes

certain days can stay golden

a snapshot of plenty

before the drought.




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