I swallowed the numb like a knifeAnd drank from a thimble of old residueI emptied the vial of lifeAnd said all the words that were written in blueBecause you...You feel like a hole worth mending I painted my skin with a lashTo make you a garden that blossoms anewI planted the flowers in ashAnd waited … Continue reading Ending
rhyming poetry
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I find a fitting melody to rob me of the quietIn the shallowest peripheral of allegories slipping Where the stone is smooth as silk and all the instruments are chipping In the slow pursuit of something half as meaningful as what it cost to buy it But long ago I found, if only doing so … Continue reading Continue
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I take the smallest fragment of a sparkAnd then I set it by a lensA backdrop made of green so I can filter out the darkI magnify it till it seems as if a sun that won't descend Positioning the light before it fadesI simply take a photographThen alter it in ways to make it … Continue reading Sell
The Pegasus Fiasco
So, I finally got around to releasing a book of poetry. I mean, I got it sorted out back in February but I'm not exactly loud about these kind of things. It's called "The Pegasus Fiasco" You can click on the picture of the book to get to the purchase link or just click HERE … Continue reading The Pegasus Fiasco
A. P. Christopher 