xenobytes
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Sex in a Parade
Here comes the mighty devil with gold and fun in his charade Lures you with spotlights, adoration, and sex in a parade With a face unlike the depictions of concerned artists throughout history Handsome with hypnotizing eyes that give you stares of mystery Continue reading
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Fickle Showboating
Why should I care you’re confused by my ramblings? I care to express and not to impress. Why should I care that I slighted your feelings? I care not to cower at your fragile defense. Continue reading
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Dear Samuel
Dear Samuel, dear Samuel, why yes, I love thee! Be my pen father. Break the child in me. Dear Samuel, dear Samuel, your secret, do tell. Don’t doubt my worship. Know that I mean well. Continue reading
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Fortification of Mind
A few snarky words, you flinch with emotion The face of a stranger riles up your imagination You are due for a much-needed fortification Your mind’s been brittled ‘cause of manipulation Continue reading
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Lonesome Went Out the Window
Lonesome went out the window when the virus scare hit the air. Since I’m locked indoors, no chance of seeing your face everywhere. A lingering wave of dread turns into nightmare my sweet dreams Which used to include your presence, now I’m tearing at the seams. Continue reading
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What Comes After?
What comes after this global disaster? Future for my brother or grim for my mother? Will unwanted sorrow fill the path of tomorrow? Will time we borrowed make us feel harrowed? Continue reading
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What are Xenobytes?
Last Monday, I revealed the schedule on what type of content arrives on what day on this blog. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday were listed as “xenobytes/poetry” day. If you’ve been a little observant, you might’ve noticed the posting pattern before the revelation. Now the question is: what are xenobytes? Continue reading
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Binaural Landscapes
“Swing it, shake it, move it,” sang the song from the wall. Yet no one is dancing. “Fun people, where are y’all?” Don’t they feel the rhythm? The solid, sturdy beats? Don’t they know crafting a hook ain’t no easy feat? Continue reading
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We Could’ve Been Sinners/Bandits of the Night
We could’ve been sinners, bandits of the night Committing our crimes away from public sight Enamored me with your ink and demeanor Even though you weren’t my choice of flavor Continue reading
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Open-Ended Separation
Call me crazy but I love you that much To run away from you and not keep in touch Darling, I know and I’ll never deny We’ll never work out, hence, the goodbye Continue reading
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