He whispers with waves, not looking back to shore. She lets him drift, dimming her light so he can sail onward where the open moon harvests his ravenous thoughts and lay them in lambent beds. There, they sleep, and in the stillness of the lapping sea, peace is a dawn rising from his chest. #vss365

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Spectres lined up at The ghost station, ready to Board the midnight train. #2WordPrompt #Station/Ready #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @jason-h-abbott.bsky.social

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Talk to the moon, she's heard far worse and she's never once told a woman she was being dramatic. ⋆.˚⏾⋆.˚⋆ #poetry

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I would be Most #elated If you'd let me drown My lungs Ache to fill With something Other than Your breaths I need a current To carry my body To another ocean Where your nets Can't catch me I want to sink & honor the weight Of being alive I would be Most elated If you'd let me drown #vss365

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Never wanted to keep up with the Jones’ I like my pace~ Nothing owns me and I hardly own anything Makes it easier to disappear, begin again and I think I just might #photography #classicmono #poetry

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