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Politicians pretend to

pray over

their actions.

We starve, we rot, we

need to snap back or the

cloth will chew and

swallow us with

the meager

serotonin with which

they supply us

to remain subjects

instead of gods.

Robert J. W.

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Fidelia Bridges (American,1835-1924)

Calla Lily, c. 1875

watercolor on paper

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Straddling worlds Singing praise and crying help as the windshield cloaks What’s on the other side of the rain? she asks nobody and the wind replies I Am. Happier than ever for a few moments and closer to chaos in the same moments between lanes, lights, and a lover’s laugh. It’s a cold and lonely night without us in the same dimension The sky is pinkish as snow threatens and he writes love poems while she sighs in the dark.

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March opens its

wings, the feathers

protecting

from another

elongated and

sorrowful September.

Robert J. W.

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When I look up

Do my tears join yours?

As angry

Clouds

Wash over

I hold onto the hope that you are all out there.

Please stay.

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Illustrated for Palestine. Free to use for solidarity purposes.

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Zdeněk Hajný

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It is kismet viewing this on my tumblr today

i said i did not hate you but only in the way the sun can't hate the moon i said i approved of you But only in the way A war can approve of ruins i said i never knew you halfway a lie today with loss the road is strewn

i said everything was true but only in the ways that truth is always illusion

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In and out of sleep

Nothing ever changes here.

Nightmares have become the reality-

They walk on the street

Let them bring you justice,

Let the bring you anger.

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The horrible loneliness

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Existence is difficult

When the world works against moves you make.

Feeling like working in sludge,

Walking in sand.

Seeing the signs above that say-

‘Easy route this way’.

Would it really turn around?

Or would I come back brand new?

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EATEN ALIVE!! I don't think about stuff much anymore

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He curves small for his size

Snoring, circling,

What does he dream about?

Wide endless fields good for running on-

Soft drifting rivers, the kind we snoop upon-

No, I am sure it is buffets of his favorites,

Lying in front of him.

As he wakes up with a gentle,

Wishful,sniff.

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"Capitalism is neither natural, nor inevitable.

Read 'Capitalist Realism' by Mark Fisher"

Seen in Wellington Aotearoa/NZ

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Gripping my insides

Hoping to find life

Well they say that I will be fine…

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Hand Gestures of the Legendary Peking Opera Master Mei Lanfang (梅蘭芳)