For The Love Of Nothingness

I had closed my eyes and smoked out my feelings for an hour in hopes of coming up with some kind of reasoning behind how my feelings seemed to sway between burning love and fiery hatred for you. There was something about the sweet cold nights that awakened me into a new state of mind.…

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A Poem of Ashy Enlightenment

They had smoked on the roof thinking that the fumes would bring them to a heightened state of awareness The smell of smoke had left them thinking of all the ashy places they had been and things they’d felt in the darkness of the burning embers of night They never could understand why the things…

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