Aug 2021 – LannaZee

tambourine

D
    r      D
      u       r
    m            u
                       m ,

little women's army
splatter walls—
dressed in
war face
p     a     i     n    t
                        
magic hands
can turn out
wonders, 
now they're sleeping—
shan't be
awoken
y     e     t

close 
the shutters,
no light 
streaming—
they deserve
a darkened
dreaming
b     e     d

D
    r      D
      u       r
    m            u
                       m ,

little women's army—
splatter walls
dressed in
war face
p    a    i    n    t

collector’s bird

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you plucked
out
too many
of my
cyan-tinted
f e a t h e r s

while 
modelling
me into a
stuffed 
poetic
b i r d

wings
got too
heavy with
your lyrically
infused
f e a r s

so i couldn’t 
fly away
from your
collector’s
palace—
y e t

until tonight—
when i 
slide out
of this darkened 
room of
n i g h t m a r e s

leaving you behind,
sleeping,
in your
tortuous,
silent,

o d d
   r  h  y  m  e  d 
 b        e        d

foggy rhymes

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b u r n i n g  
                   b r i d g e s

                     h o l d i n g  
g r u d g es

f l o w e r s  
                    w i t h e r

                           w e a k e n e d  
            s t a r s

s i l e n t  
              p a c e s

                     w o r d s  
         w i t h  

f i g m e n t s

o f  
      v o i c e  
                  p e t a l s

                                   f          
                                    o           
                                    g           r 
                               g          h
                         y             y
                                 m
                             e
                                  s

mind dust

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dissuading fears
like there’s
no 

t
  o
     m
          o
        r
     r
   o
w

assuaging
nuages—
those dreams

u
         n
 f
            o
                        l
                 d

contorting
smiles
unseen to
                                       t
d                             h  
   a                     g
      y            i
            l

there’s no
room 
left for
dreams
of

               O                 L
G                                             D

verse vampire

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i stop
feeding
your brain's
licking
w o r d
o b s e s s i o n

deliberately 
discarding
this needless 
w i s h 
f o r  v e r s e

trying to 
become
r h y m e 
a v e r s e

draining
the room’s
letter
h i d d e n
c h e s t

yet, while
averse,
i still
s p e a k ,
i n  v e r s e

so I 
do me
and 
y o u
d o  y o u

so 
very
word
l i c k e r
y o u

lil’

v
         a
e               m
          
r                    p

s               i
        r
e

literary glimpses

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those true
identities
w e  c a m e  t o
i   n   h   a   b   i   t

yet only
lived
i n  l i t e r a r y
w   o   r   l   d   s

unwritten
stories
of our 
t r u e 
d   e   s   i   r   e   s

in rhyme
embellished
nice pace,
s w i f t
w   o   r   d   s 

identity-
empty
f i c t i o n a l ,
i   m   a   g   i   n   e   d

lyrically
beautiful,
ghostly,
s a v a g e d ,
f   o   r   c   e   d

those true
identities
w e  c a m e  t o
i   n   h   a   b   i   t

yet only
glimpsed
through
d  a  r  k
t   h   i   c   k
s    m     o     k    e

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