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My Never Ending Nightmare

The Feeding

A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]

Virus

You are too winter and I am rising.Lukewarm will not do,I bid adieu to our I do.You are a splinter I keep sanitizing.Snowstorms will not do,in this field of mildew.I rid this flu,It’s all I can do.

fan his fire

In the eye, a kindling light. Awakening to the beam, A lasting dream! Colder than a brisk reality, Here eternity must be. Here you find yourself alone, Know it is not a tombstone. Now you may admire That distant fire, Far from the mildew empire.

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