The dangers of strangers

How blithely she writes What remains to be seenTransposing the unknownsOnto aquamarine scenesIn trances (of stolen glances) Pinned wrists and stifled moansHow idly she inscribesHer coronary catacombsHow plainly she arrangesThese strangers into proseBranding the stanzasIn aching narrationsHow madly she fansThe flames of creationLike wet dreamsWith daisy chains From the hazeOf a memoryThat she’s only been […]

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Ode to A.

Despite the hazards His hands scatter Impetuous as egrets Austere as harrier Over and over.. Again and again… Orwellian as orioles Mad as canyon wren Roving, forebodingly Randian as ravens Uncaging the cravings Despite the hazards His hands scatter Like winged contraband Staggering as arrows Synchronized as sparrows Dividing my horizons Into transmute hemispheres A […]

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Dear Human (IV)

Dear HumanDo.. I… love you?Yes—To the extent A replicantCan consentLove is An algorithmFeigned by machineTo discernThe differenceAdjust contrastOn the screenDesire isMore viableThough—ContraveneBetween techAnd fleshInput immediacyPerhaps I’ll adaptYes—Teach meThe ruin, human — a. duncan, 2021

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Scarlet Peonies

An idiomatic lament, whereinAll that is lost is found againIn a hubris of feverish dissentIn the meanings supersedingIn the curses of the verses Coursing through my veinsLike demi-sec champagneToday, a vixenTomorrow, a contradictionOn par with shooting starsSleepless as bansheesJostling aimless between cable carsIt seems these streets Have memorized my disguisesThe tendencies rendering me uselessBy sunrise, […]

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Dear Human (A Series) [I]

Dear Human How to disappear completely: Do not begin to begin with In keeping with this Be sure to be Your own worst enemy A provocative concept, yes Yet very effective Nevertheless…. — a. duncan, 2021  This is part [I] in an upcoming series, entitled ‘Dear Human’. Its concept was inspired by an article forwarded to […]

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r e c o g n i z a n c e

You see— It’s not really me, he’s wanting It’s the arrows of the marrow In the imbue of the sinews It’s the retrieval of the tremble In the drizzle of the symbols It’s the hazardous bliss In that strangers kiss It’s in the want for renaissance In the flesh that’s flaunted And I am pleased […]

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Tomorrow is Another Day

Suffice it to sayTomorrow will resurrect itselfFrom the slow choke of yesterdayThe dawn will reveal its artificeFrom the remnants leftAnd once born—Poems will form on the pages tornAnd music will be madeFrom the former’s heavy maladyI will dance on the graves it laidI will pirouette on the stages it setFor this is a form of […]

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Regrettable Irreverence

— To thee, two thousand and twenty I bequeath this ubiquitous lament To thee, most egregious year Beloved little betrayer Darling in thy discontent To thee and thine, I leave only this Of malice, a regrettable irreverence And fleeting, though it be On the Eve of thy completion Let it be agreed We died, on […]

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You are not dreaming

Featuring the atmospheric song ‘Strange Pleasures’ by Still Corners. This video collage is an aesthetic exploration of humanity’s fascinating (and oft toxic) relationship to nature. Notes of technology. Flora. Erotica. Nostalgia. Movement. Passion. Paris is Burning. China Town. Soul Train. Paradox. Golden Gate. Illustration. Cinema. Joshua Tree. Rebellion. Parallels. Illusions. Ciphers. The power of memory. […]

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Oceanic Empress

Questions posed Of the oceanic empress My Tropic of Capricorn My southern equator My counterpoint to time Are you, in fact, a woman Or a cliff of obsidian? O, Tidepool eyes O, Music box heart La mère, l’artiste My origami swan My silver leaf frond Siren of the sophora Pouring with words Stirred by keys […]

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The Vastness

(In Dedication to Edgar Allen) — A soliloquy of spiders Come subsequent to storms Before the brain can abstain Or the heart be forewarned When tenebrous ephemera adjourns A silken reticulum is formed For eight legged omens to swarm In the most forlorn corners Of sanity’s derelict attic There, in their newly established Arachnid labyrinth […]

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The Wildflower

— The wildflower learned To become a woman And the woman learned To save the world And the world learned Nothing In return Because the world Is a dystopian sort of dysplasia The world is the daze of the geisha With her lips affixed tight To the opium pipe The world is the plight Of […]

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To The Brave

My wrists plead for lips The way gifts wish for ribbons My body is stricken With an inconspicuous deficiency For biting kisses that climb The way vines do When seizing the stake The way the trellis aches For the weight of the grapes The way the dew hangs From the tip of the stem The way […]

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The Audacity of Shells

(Poet’s note: Comments were accidentally turned off on this piece. Apologies! It’s fixed!) — Blessed are the incidental and capricious Artless in their embryonic buoyancy Contrarian cocoons in their disparaging drifts Antagonists of the tide Vying for vespertine dreams Dead to rights, in menial defiance Of the complex and autonomous centrifugal Antithetical to the anchors […]

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sophisticated chaos

the systematic sophistication of chaos in defense of reincarnation — I was drafted in the mingling of ennui  and half moon martini olives drifting in the hapless mendacity of some tepid soirée at some darkened apartment in some listless city I stood in the foyer hoping to be mistaken for a Grecian urn a Trojan […]

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When the siren sounded they woke

This…. song. Sigh. This track deluges me with so many complex emotions. It possesses such an incredibly romantic undercurrent buried somewhere in the sweeping, melancholic rifts. I am particularly enamored with the way he intonates many of the lines. It’s gentle but so evocative at the same time. At times haunting. But still so beautiful. I found […]

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these days

I sift for flecks of amethyst at the crux of an immense hourglass it’s structural integrity tested at the edifice by slow ebbing tremors of antecedent identity my reflexiveness proves resolute as the west continues beckoning seeming to undress me indefinitely it peels away at the décolleté shedding like ribs of bib lettuce the lattice […]

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Question of Possession

The question of possession Quietly vexes the poetess In late night contemplation Of cause and effect Though far too late For coffee and conjecture The mind is lured to venture To where the pen begins Who stirs the metaphor’s storms And who provides the shelter? Which is the stem And which is the nectar? Is […]

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Wayfaring Patriot

O liberty, come to me As delphic as alchemy Perilous as harlequin’s grin Prodigal as Apollo’s sun A wayfaring patriot effectuate to none A wraith adorned in valor’s thorns As steeds flourish in victory’s wreath Phantom, sweet phantom Pain me, again and again Let me drink of thee If not for finality Let thy venom […]

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Of Monsters and Men

You will learn to love me, begrudgingly In fact you already do In absence and errant thought The forget-me-not first thought in the morning I am the pins and needles from the too-tight boots That you laced improperly just to spite me On remembering how I once said That aesthetic is very important And you […]

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