
Lined lines, lies lying
liar, lay, down limping.
Holding held, hard
mind hindsight, waiting.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA
Lined lines, lies lying
liar, lay, down limping.
Holding held, hard
mind hindsight, waiting.
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-Alina
Bodies line the room
eyes on you. Looking,
waiting. The ghosts of
the past waiting for you.
Slipped to crash
on floor, eyes shattered.
Ceramic plates, silver,
spoons clattering in
the earthquake.
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-Alina
Looking into the darkness
dreams wander in the foreground
playing like butterflies in a field.
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-Alina
Eyes open to the world below
looking and wondering what is alive down there?
There are dreams that resurface. There are dreams
that move in the darkness, watching.
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-Alina