Oscar_Locke

Australia

these are my letters
to myself.

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sometimes i think i shape the words.
sometimes i think they shape me.

pyrite

March 15, 2019

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incandescence--
the candle
cradles the flame.
in haste, haziness

it scatters
the heat,
that holy hellishiness
and shines!

lead dull,
lazy, leader of lazarus
relents, relents.
fire falters, forgets

frozen fingers
of fat.
wax, wax;
the candle

blurs blue,
lapis, azure;
half-held breath-
incandescence--
 

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