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Sonnet 36
- It is the consequence, when the solitude sets,
- When the hollow tunes demure and fret,
- A stringless, posthumous, limitless debt,
- A phantom heart beating phantom threats.
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Sonnet 35
- In the midst of autumn, post-fog pre-dew,
- A trumpeting clarity, a genuine you.
- Singing songs in every sway you stroll,
- A shining hope for every day's toll.
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Sonnet 34
- Carry me thus, infinite world,
- Infinite sea, infinite place I shouldn't be,
- Infinite word, infinite words,
- Infinite waves thrust forward and back, free.
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Sonnet 33
- This comfort is too belonging,
- This maestro of unrequited fear,
- This bolster of inanimiteness,
- This tubby marshmallow of sneer.
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Sonnet 32
- Make me into a moment,
- I'm in the midst but lost the cause,
- The air is damp, the sun is moist,
- Don't let me cool off, pause.
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Sonnet 31
- In some waking moment, during some marinate,
- Happens the chance to grow, to coagulate,
- To stare silently without fear, without past,
- Without clear definition of what ceiling to commiserate.
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Sonnet 30
- Settled in settling we march to and fro,
- Between lunch lines, bus stops, RFID cards, ho.
- This journey, self-fulfilling and somehow not so,
- Moxie, all the while boxy, squared end on end, playdoh.
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Sonnet 29
- Could you sit down for a moment,
- I like the heels that you're wearing there,
- That flip you have in your bangs,
- Your manner, that style, a seemingly infinite flair.
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Sonnet 28
- I couldn't help but notice your quaint stance,
- Afront that seafoam and white affair,
- Nestled quietly aside slighted chairs,
- A bounty of grace in frozen dance.
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Sonnet 27
- The center of my universe,
- The beckoning of my day,
- The symbol I failingly follow,
- The pedestal besteaded astray.
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