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Random Unsorted Drafts, Visual Drafts / 8 November 2018

midnight lullaby

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there
there
nowhere

apocalypse awash; ahistorical reverence

there
there
nowhere

dancer shredded thin; blades of turmoil greased

there
there
nowhere

stage abandoned

left;

by crutches

exit right

there
there
nowhere

soon soon sleeping; go dream! go poetic hurling!

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About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.