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dark stillness in this
room seems to make gravity
harder to believe
room seems to make gravity
harder to believe
Literature
The Sun Was Mine
A face in the mirror
Reflecting back the light
Time carves these lines
I try to believe you
While inside I die
I’m fading, dissolving again
The light in me is ending
Burns through my head
I’m fading, dissolving again
The light in me is ending, it’s over
We’ll wake up in the morning
Reaching out to the sky
Waking up, the sun is mine
Wake up in the morning
Today I can’t fall
As I set new fires alight
It’s in the mirror
I’ll hide my light
And drown my name
I try to believe you
While inside I die
I’m fading, dissolving again
The light in me is ending
Burns through my head
I’m fading,
Literature
settle
They traveled out east
at the edge of the sink
while the sun crept west
toward the soft harbor lights.
They dripped from the ceiling
like heavy-love dreams.
And hid from the moonlight
as she growled like the sea.
They spun 'round your fingers
and tusseled your hair.
Coiled on paper
and carried conversations…
…
There were always shadows here, darling.
Tired beautiful cold things that filled the bed.
Froze the sheets,
and threw open the windows.
They don't breathe in slumber
but nest like memories…
…
I think they loved you more than I did.
Literature
Flower Glass
Sometimes you want something,
like a beautiful flower hidden behind the glass.
You can't touch the flower.
You can't hold it...
But you are mesmerized by its beauty
And in your mind you to start to believe
That flower might love you back
That somehow it might even belong to you
And then the janitor taps your shoulder
And you know that you were wrong.
- by Word of Chen
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