Poem – VICE (By Joseph Cavera)

VICE (By Joseph Cavera)   Perhaps I stare too long into the dark Stretching my ligaments to their last inch Could not be lifted to life by a winch Her naps with me do not permit me to hark Beauty distracts me like the soaring lark and piercing songs like a black-breasted finch mine eyes adjust to the light, then […]

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Poem – IN THE BRUSH (By Joseph Cavera)

IN THE BRUSH (By Joseph Cavera)   In to out is unearthed and free description, encryption form friction as fiction is subdivided into purest Soliloquy   Silver screens form the veil that shrouds as memories and processes slowly deride senses that tried to confide hazy screams and dreamy clouds   Sometimes we create our own destruction the fabrications we devise […]

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