September 20, 2017

Profusion of poems lives on.
In your exile words issue their

ubiquity. My lips curl with

familiar and some not so

familiar nouns and adjectives

in a way to gatecrash our get-

togethers. Trail of your smell

tranquilizes me. The filiform

from lavishness of communing

ties you in...

September 19, 2017

Blemish is for the bazaar. Grief has a market.

In this hub sublimation is egomaniacal. Sec-

reted cinders burn the skin. Marketplace in
its munificence solicits air of anonymity to

bare its misery. It is advisable to peruse and

pursue lionizing by the laity to peg the qual...

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