Author name: 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.

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I find pleasure in finding you again / you, once lost and gone astray / disconnected from my world unannounced / reappearing as if nothing changed / same name but different handle / same desire & same sameness / on the other side of the world residing / lost but found again this hour / in that I find a pleasure great / I bid you welcome / I bid you welcome back

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I slave to the sound of … / … like the sound of … / chopping / I dream of a butcher’s block / the parting of limbs / intimate as two lovers bleeding / I chop / I kiss / I dream of a lover’s touch / intimate as the red fog lingering

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I silence my humble voice, to listen for signs of life. Behind the humming of the refrigerator, I expect your brown peering eyes. I find nothing of the kind, only silence betwixt the shards of broken pottery. Where once was love I find only the bloodless hearts – the drying dying lives of immortal soldiers, the us & our fading silence

Prompted by an @imperial-poetry-prompts : bloodless hearts

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Alone; not lonely

I tell myself out loud

Aā€¢lā€¢oā€¢nā€¢e nā€¢oā€¢t lā€¢oā€¢nā€¢eā€¢lā€¢y

I feel my pulse, yes a heart

Alone not lonely

She bled; and every month I

Suffered more, I could not save

Her bleeding soul,

Alone not lonely

I see myself

Alone not lonely

I breath alas

Alone not lonely

This day of all

Alone not lonely

Lies were told

Prompted by a @imperial-poetry-prompts : alone not lonely

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How can I be undead / I walk among you / I feed without need / among you / I feed / I dream / my deed / among you / & the toy plays the song of the marching band / the song we sang back when / when we marched towards the light / believing the truth / in us & a future bright

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I believe

I was to travel

Beyond the stars,

I was to find my

Better half,

I was sold such lies

By demons,

From the creatures of

Lesser …

… knowing,

I was to … but never did …

My heart remains thus … true to

Being, and there and fore I say to you,

Begone or I will swallow;

The truth

…

& as far as that goes

As far as truth goes

I will say only this: there is no

Such thing; only stories & in

Them I believe

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From now on I will only post

Irrelevant tidbits; titless truths

Followed by a delete of

Said posts /

Just because I can

Just because I am

Not giving a flying f*ck

Anymore

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Our lips never parted / breathing kept us alive / the air flowed in & out / despite the sinking feeling / only matched by the dark / the approaching seabed

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You tell me I need to work on creating voices, individuality by choosing words & their origins, avoiding elocusions, But! I am yet to find my own!, the retort fall on deaf ears, I don’t give a shit up

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There was always a song playing

A tune spelling out the end:

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It must have been love, as my

Australian adventure faded

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Torn, between the bright light and pride

The southern lass proclaimed inside

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But one song remains unsung;

Undiscovered & I hope it will

Remain

Forever

Silent

~

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