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Tragedy in the Details

suicidal rants and Hemingway threats…
Is This my devise

Tragedy in The Details

Obviously Unimportant
As it doesn’t serve the
self-serving with
loose agendas
Razors, Favours
Efforts genuinely received
but never quid pro quo

Time… Vision… Execution…
Lost in a pseudo rhythm

Self styled Outlaw
working 9 to fuckin’ 5…

The pen does scribble
Abstract, misspelled rants

that even in this moment …
I wonder if Intentional or
unknowingly by default

A “poets poets” that
will never leave it’s room
climb off the page
or Excell at making
a difference

I got All I need.

My type writer
Pen, Paper
And some India ink

I am a true artists
that makes no compromise
that at the end of the day
wonders why …
No one hears…
Now one knows…Why
Reach Outward
for my words to grow…
I got this!
I gotta this

Between suicidal rants and Hemingway threats…
Is This my devise for people to check on me?

The beauty is middle America
Once thought of as the sleeping
giant blanketed with rolling hills

One hundred and eighty degrees
in the sky, the sun morph’s into
varying degrees of

Gold and Magick…. 


Published by 🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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