Heartsick-Psychosis (a poem)

I saw you in the rain
The hazed lonesome night
There was sweetness in the pain
Lost in the city lights

I imagined what could’ve been
Had we not torn apart so brutally
I don’t know where to begin
To tell you my secrets truthfully

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Radio Paranoia (a poem)

Unplugged radios play broadcasts
of rage, wrath; singular messages
intended for my ears only

signals from space
reaching this place
where I listen carefully
stammer incessantly
and know, just know
they’re coming for me

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