Torn to pieces by roses
of moments that refuse to die,
he collides
into the cracked logic of madness.
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Tag: lgbt
Insanity
He stands between two shadows
whose voices don’t use words,
but throw grief like glitter
in the attic of insanity.
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Itinerant
His itinerant footprints in the sand
were swept away long before
he could even turn his head to look at them.
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Chaos
These hands
that build tomorrows bridge
from clutter and chaos,
is a dangerous brokeness to cross.
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Tasted
He held his art to feel less alone,
yet his tears still tasted the same.
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Crooked
When courage wasn’t home.
he walked back down to the crooked tree
where light bows down to the night
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Halos
Tripping over broken halos
he realized he was not alone
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Yesterday’s
Time in yesterday’s space
reopens the healing heart today.
Fill
An empty heart
leaves room to fill.
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Another
It took another beautifully broken soul
to understand him.
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Unfinished Souls 