Spyhole Poems - Poems about Spyhole

...March 2020 A serene morning. I rouse to no ding. Am I daydreaming? I languorously lock my eyes on a clock. It is getting on for 10 o'clock. A muffled bang on the door. I am not alone at home? ......

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...O Moon God Prisms of White Sell me your dreams. Those crystal visions From high above that nourish this void existence. O Moon God I want to see through your spyhole To feel what you feel To catch......

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...Appearing from nowhere, a red stain in my colourless vision, I found them cold in the whiteness of the first snowfall. They lay there in the misty haze, stunned to silence, smothered in their whit......

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