Monthly Archives: July 2015

just a coloured Life

skinny love, dark paradise to Run your glucosamine ruins my Bones my heart is low for my flower crowned Queen singed with my love for your tinge of the Obscene can you sing with me now, with the hammering Rain her … Continue reading

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everything was fine.

–I should have known that her life was a mix of lying and distressed fatality– –The grand canyon of all gaping personalities– –If it weren’t for my screaming regime of self-brutality– –Nothing could render me separated from her dark informality– … Continue reading

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Endings

Pleasantly forgotten Beautifully forged A dying mother A wilting flower Black holed sun Crushing weight Sound of a bird Roar of a lion White light tunnel Satisfaction at last Pleasantly forgotten Beautifully forged   © Dawson Lehmann

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Story

“Something mended
Suddenly and too easy
Temporary Solace” Continue reading

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Work

Suit Tie Leather Shoes. “Smells like rain,” the empty faced figure said. Steel. Brakes. A million souls. The metal trees filled with life. A thousand feet in the air. Too many tired streets.   © Dawson Lehmann 2015

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