Astro
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Back Alley JazzA Poem by AstroNotes that flow as they follow the funky spit that I did swallow. |
Junkie-man Rocket-shipA Poem by AstroThis is just a life that begged to be recorded for posterity, for even now it is gone far far away. |
The Aching Of My ArchitectureA Poem by AstroWhen images gain form and everything feels solid once more. |
The Touch of AbsenceA Poem by AstroAbsence |
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The Party Is InA Poem by Astro |
Above the Tide But Beneath the WavesA Poem by AstroAlive but not quite so |
Drawing a Line in the Sands of TimeA Poem by AstroAnother societal metaphor. |
Fundamentally Flawed But Abundantly ClearA Poem by Astro"What I want to be when I grow up." |
A Natural CommunionA Poem by AstroExploring togetherness |
Look But Don't TouchA Poem by Astro |
