littlepilot

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littlepilot (United States) published:

The Sea is its Own Fish

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The sea is its own fish,
escaping from God's soup dish.
The water body ravages against the sky,
ripple mountains, fevered flight.
Seashells are its novelties,
it adheres to no pleasantries.
The sea is a beautiful dreamer,
a storm barreled in ferocious anger.
Storms that tear man made ships,
and waves that conquer the soul
in their softest whips.

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Beatrice

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She capsuled the sun in her stance, enamored with the wind that brushed her dark locks. She cradled her arms like the child she could never keep, her ankles position so daintily parallel to each other. Her lips promised a voice as delicious as honey on a silver spoon, punctured and pursed by her nervous teeth and padded fingertips. Her toes curled along the grass stalks that poked between them, cold and wet from last night's rain. Her knitted cardigan...
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Omelas

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― Omelas

There’s a clock in the center of the town, where ravens threaten the robins that perch along the marble stone. Clock hands hesitant within every hour as the sun slowly caresses it’s nostalgic fingers along its surfaces. Its bell was perched above an old grand church that sang its hymns and dirges with a heavy and burning soul, calling for all grievances and sins to be washed away like a quick shower. The clock was often off, and...
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Sunflower

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Sunflower

She was the day.
That inexplicable warmth that poured over my skin and melted away the frost that had collected in the shadows. Her eyes hid behind the curtains, glowing in peace― I, the inferior poet, call out to her. The melody of her laugh rings through the cage in my chest and raptures the sadness that silences my canary heart. It is a laugh that grows inside the Loved, it is rich and bathed in gold. The...

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Vir

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Aminus
The sacramentals of material matter
pare away beneath the dirt.
The chains slip from our wrists
and fall along with gravity
as we revel in our flight.
We settle in the rays of the sun,
or the spray of waves.
We are whispers between stars,
the shift in the seasons.

Mens
The ink cuts across time
and settles along the edge of our lips.
We shift waves by our tongues,
Cage nature in our hands.
We comprised our world ...
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