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Speaking In Tongues

Speaking In Tonguesby Michael DoyleI’ve been speaking in tonguesSeems like ever since I was youngSaying things that make you thinkStraight up to the edge of a blinkThinking those things we shouldn’t sayThat’s how I roll in my day-to-dayIf you can … Continue reading

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Lost Plot

Lost Plotby Michael DoyleEverywhere I look, it seems forgotIs it just me, or have we lost the plotI feel it in the murderous laughterThe distant thunder is lost but chases afterSociety’s fracturing psyche is in traumaAs wordlessly we watch all … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #26: This Is Just To Play

Na/GloPoWriMo #26: This Is Just To Playby Michael Doyle (in nod to William Carlos Williams)As a mirrorTo this modernityI look aroundAt the visual syntaxSeen as it connectsIn this living roomTo say whichPragmatically Beyond the messCoveringThe roominessAsking that you forgive meFor … Continue reading

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