SIPS AND VERSES
Nihilist’s Mule – By Geox
–a poem where meaning fizzes and hope gets kicked The copper cup was cold. So what?The lime was sharp. It made the…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where meaning fizzes and hope gets kicked The copper cup was cold. So what?The lime was sharp. It made the…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where thought spirals slow and the soul comes stirred He thought, therefore he drank, at first.A mind too sharp, a…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where the sun sets sideways and time forgets its script The sky was blue, then not at all,A violet hush,…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where vines hide wires and the leaves are always listening The canopy swayed, but nothing moved.The jungle watched. It never…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where sweetness yields to spite and the burn comes home to roost It comes in twos, the heat, the sting,A…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where smoke sleeps light and memory burns low It stirred beneath the moss and loam,A dream half-lost, too far from…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where the smoke clings to memory and sweetness dies slow He built the fire with quiet hands,No songs, no talk,…
SIPS AND VERSES
–—a poem where truth arrives late and never apologizes It hit between the second sipAnd thought you’d once allowed to slip.A flash…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where genetics sparkle and history blushes She walked in coded, base by base,With strands of change beneath her face.A perfect…
SIPS AND VERSES
–a poem where the signal hums and the past plays on vinyl The static crooned a broken tune,A voice adrift beneath the…
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