A Line Has Two Sides

We sit & stare across the line, we stare & sit across the line Our words drawn as sacred weapons, our symbols drawn as ancient hexes, Ever at the ready should the need For our defense or quick attack arise. This worthy line the boundary marks, its cursed edge our limits, Unblurred & razor sharp, […]

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Bob Dylan

There is something boiling on the stove’s gas-driven flame Coffee, tea or chai, to me they taste about the same My cup overfloweth, and I won’t say whose to blame Each of us has demons that we must conquer and tame Scribbling in the darkness, a small candle for a light Imagining the consequence of […]

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