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Midnight Memories

met my plunderer at the corner of
"we did this once before" and "you've never left"
raped foresight of hindsight's luxury of heed
the past moonlights as daybreak's present
gift-wrapped in taciturn tears
morose-d in sequins 
delight me in something different...


  1. Deep. Strong language gives rise to powerful images, this poem does just that. The first stich sets the pace and let's the reader know something strong will follow. Deep.


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