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Wil Kavi

Wil Kavi

By my pride

Cast adrift
in an unknown sea.
 
By my pride.
 
Alone
 
Missing you,
whoever you are.
 
It’s not the end
that frightens me.
 
It’s knowing
I have missed
your tender love
and mercy.
 
Forgive me,
sweet lovely stranger,
my truest deepest love.

(2013)

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Imperfect time and place.

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The guardian

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It did not happen

I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.
Ideas and notions

Ideas and notions, they’re all for the dreamers, worth as much or less than one's considered opinion. You can’t even wrap fish in them.
End of days

Look out there, see them, boy ? They want yer juice. They’re dry, them circlin’ desert… All they want's yer juice, boy.
Hole in the bucket

My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…
Why I cry ?

I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel
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Technicolor sky

It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing

Sometimes I worry what you’ll thi… about these words I spew upon this… Not often. Not for very long. What of the form and structure?
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No place to hide

If I could steal you out of time, there would be no place to hide. I would finish what was started when you left me here to die. It’s not vengeance which I seek,
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Siren's song

How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,
Ancient grief

This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed
Lover's tryst

Sweet sultry muse, I declare this solemn oath before all that’s true and holy, that this earthly life and love are yours and yours alone,
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My love is true

My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
Cruel and beautiful

I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
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