Best Coiling Poems

On blunt edges, speak.
Hollow out the wheel of flowing windmill slurs
and words still in their buckets
Dripping, overflowing silver
into hydraulic rivers
on their way to mirror seas.
Worn down wood to hold the world
of all you want to say
Just now, speak.
Let the power of sustenance cool the feet
of...

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Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun, thoughts coiling like serpents,
I'm engulfed by the desire to run, to run, to run to nowhere,
I race through forests of shadows, where trees whisper forgotten secrets,
Their roots stretch like the fingers of an unseen hand,...

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