Cinching Poems - Poems about Cinching

...My head hurts with a pain that begs my body to shut down, I am more than wanting to stop, yet knowing that stopping will get me nowhere, a cloud forms over my brow as a band tightens around my hea......

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...The bitumen sockets of a fox's skull gape out across an open field, testament to open-casketed interment. Starlings pulse ephemeral iredescence in a cascade of limitless water falls. Autumn's l......

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...Would you crusade to remote regions in search of that timeless tomb, the one made of seasalt & sandstone, to towns tempered by the terror of war, windswept with worry, Do prayer calls of the Jihadis......

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