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Mutiny Of The Courageous

Our brilliance staunchly shackled doused and welded to the rudder Sailing wayward bent and listing We stagger off the gangplank through the alleys and the gutters Gently broken in our sorrows Our lost tomorrows It’s not easy No, not so easy Bearing burdens of our longings without mention without question Just the echo of a

Brindle Peaches

Daffodil light slinks wordlessly across the window framed by nascent strength bordered with seeping ambivalence. Topaz birds stir the sky undulating airborne ideas of lonely placeholders, insidiously waiting watching listening pretending to be invisible under aspen shadows. Paper white sheafs fall like apple blossoms from eager and accommodating branches, burned blue gray against the mid-morning