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lonelier than I
Lying alone
late at night
with my own thoughts,
they
lonelier than I.
– matt at shadow of iris
murmurs and shrapnel xvi
Light voyages
leave me bewildered
train hopping
from one idea to the next
never a permanent landing
each idea
sinking quickly into a morass
so I keep moving.
Small souls
boxed in silver
diamond sparkles
it’s only window dressing
what lurks beneath?
I fear nothing
he boasted.
But she replied,
I’m not a machine
I can’t just turn this pain
on and off
if I could I’d just flick the switch
I’d do it
yet instead
I’m always holding on
when I want to let go
and letting go
when I want to hold on.
Outside
a man plays a trumpet
made of old bones
he plays for no one
only himself
and he only plays
when he thinks
he’s alone.
A small fawn
bends low
for a drink of water
a shot rings out
birds scatter
as it echoes
the fawn
is long gone.
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