Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



The Death

There followed a shadow Everyday begging me to take it And use it as ink Trace its lines with my pen In my book with patience, love And focus on Its contour and its breadth Its meaning was lost As... Continue Reading →

The Herd

The land shimmers in silver running along your boundaries barbed wire and splinters I bled onto the ground it was just enough to sow new trees for their food just enough to cause lightheadedness and pause shaggy from winter he... Continue Reading →

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