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Day 73

The Exploration of History
by [REDACTED]

Once there was a way 
To delve back 
Way back in time
To see the sources
The way things were
Time marches on
And with it comes loss as always
The institutions that we lean on
Are crumbling
And will be rebuilt on clouds
Remember what you can. 

Day 72

Individual
by [REDACTED]

A rose
by any other name would smell as sweet
A rose by any other name
is still the same
it doesn't change
and yet
and yet
and yet
the world is so much less without the name
the sea of metaphor has shrunk
I cannot kiss your rosy cheeks
or wear my rose gold watch
You can't put on your glasses
that dye the world's hues to match
and color everything that passes
as the best of every batch.
Another name can take its place
and other words connote
And still I miss that name.

Day 68

The Things We Cannot Change
by [REDACTED]

In the past
Things happened to everyone
And we all fought about
Those things
That no one can ever change.
We cannot go back.

Day 66

The Underground 
by [REDACTED]

I run beneath the earth
Caves
Tunnels
Ravaged canyons that sleep through epochs
There is so much to do
Towers to undercut
Fear to breed
Monsters to harbor
Roots to embrace
Invasive roots to love
I will swallow you all
Bring you underground
With me
I will try not to choke

Day 64

Metabolite
by [REDACTED]

Things seep through
And little bits of poison from my life
I think we need
Travel
They eat at me
And I eat them in return
Don’t kill me
And I won’t kill you
A standoff I cannot lose
Or cannot win
Time will tell and in the telling sin
Is the first word on its lips
You glutton
You cretin
Feeding on poison is a fool’s errand
Spit it out
Flee from it
Remain pure
Stay away and keep yourself demure
And yet you, time, are not the end all
The be all
A bite of venom
And a quaff of fire
We can have it all
We can consume it all
We can live forever
No bells for me.

Day 63

Antithesis
by [REDACTED]

Go to
Go with
Go forth
And make your fortune
Build your name up
Understand your brand
Identify yourself
Identity you shadow
Walk along with it
And watch your back
The shadow is a self
The shadow is my other half
That haunts you.
It will fight you to the end
Track your steps and find out
Who you are
In the dark
Who you are in your depths.

Day 61

Limes You Say
by [REDACTED]

Green rind lies piled
On the cutting board
Waiting for just the right time
The right moment
To dive headlong into fire
To join the others
To become one
Release their incense
Give it to us all.
Flavor and scent
Bring me back to
Years ago
When all was right with the world
And you could still love me.

Day 60

An History
by [REDACTED]


There is a time and place
For everything
There is a season
And that season is the eternal now
Shapes morph
And pictures fade
Shattering the frames that used to hold them
And each memory slips
Just a little
Each time you recall
Until all that's left is the
Faded picture and broken frame
Was it me?
Was it I?
Was it we?
Winners write histories
But there are no winners here
Only us and the fragments of our lives
More important than any history
This story of us
And our relics.

Day 58

Corner
by [REDACTED]

My line and your line
Meet
We cross
And our angles form around us
I long to stay there
At our corner
That we created just the once
And yet and yet
Your slope doesn't change
You must move on
And so must I
Looking back to our corner
That singularity of points
In time and space
It pulls at us
And hooks from offstage
Draw us ever onward
Holding the line
There are no inflections
I will cross another line
But I'm still looking back
To find you in the dark
Before another point
In time and space lights up my life.
I will miss you.

Day 57

Salt
by [REDACTED]

Life is measured out in teaspoons
Or milligrams of salt consumed
The limit is finite
And unknown
One day, long in the future
You will add a pinch.
It will be your last
How many shakers did you use?
How many salt lamps did you lick?
Each one
Pushed you closer to the ground
And you will return it
To the gods of the earth.
All debts must be repaid.

Day 54

Return of the Classics
by [REDACTED]

Motionless sentinels watch over the flock
And stories untold fly from every corner
Left field and right
The faces of old colonel gravity
Stare, blank as Bluebeard
At Oscar as he goes to the wedding.
And they will be there still
to watch his homegoing.

Day 53

The Den
by [REDACTED]

Warmth courses through the fibers
Our fingers crawl and stroke
The air moves gently
Blown by blades
Of what might as well be grass
Hemmed in, swaddled
We lie here together
Windows open to our souls
Windows open to the world
And your breath whispers yes

Day 52

Fit and Finish
by [REDACTED]

Injection molding
Cold rolled steel
Dogwood flowers
Powder coating
Fine grained vinyl
Double stitching
Juniper berries
Laminated glazing
Shiny wire harnesses
Thermoplastics
Coursing electricity
Live fire ammunition
Sweet corn
Still on the cob
High density polyurethane foam
Mirrored lenses
Double wishbones
Vulcanized rubber
Peacock feathers
Differentials
Fractal
Atmospherics
Leather upholstery
Canadian bacon
Candlelight
Wind

Day 51

The Fen
by [REDACTED]

The dry wind blows the gutters clean
The puddles disappear
And all the world sighs
With relief and joy
The rain has come and gone
Here comes the sun.
But here under the sheltering leaves
Among the ferns and the slugs
The brackish water sits
Undisturbed and patient.
It will still be here tomorrow
And the day after.
A bog
A swamp
A fen
Building up the bottom of the world
So in ten thousand years
It will be burned.
Fire from water.

Day 50

Trenchant
by [REDACTED]

We look to the north
And you feel that timeworn fear
We gather our shovels
And our trowels
To begin that hard work of battle

The Enemy runs deep
The roots of evil spreading everywhere
Nasty saplings springing up
All along the run
Like fire under unremitting sun

We charge the line of foes
You stumble but keep your wits
Our knees are dirty from our falls
And yet, today we win the battle.
We rip the opposition root from limb
And throw their bodies on the pyre.

Day 48

Dogwood
by [REDACTED]

Lost limbs
and o'ergrown with vines
a simple small tree still
stakes its claim

Day 47

Secrets of the Universe
by [REDACTED]

Why does the rain fall down without my help?
And who is this person in the mirror?
The rocks and sand get wet without my help
What does it mean for me?
Where is my role in the fate of the earth?
How do I play the part for which I'm meant?
What, then, was the purpose of my birth?
Oh, that I could see
And oh, that I could hear
And oh, that I could even pay the rent
I owe to those who own my heart and tears
But I fear I cannot even make a dent
Accounts unpayable have infinite girth
I'm sorry but I do not know what to do.
So take what I can give and pray for more.