Derrick Phelps Derrick Phelps

The Brave

We fall upon each other at admitted winter’s end,

while Spring is but a rumor, its embrace a dated myth,

sans childish dreams of amore and the blindness of

reckless bliss,

daring to embrace a burning want,

that ruin attests no longer exists.

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Derrick Phelps Derrick Phelps

Playing God

…amazed by how focused we are on doing

all the senseless nothings

that occupy our senses so completely

that we ignore all the proof of his presence,

and abide by borders that are less real

than the shadows that he casts down…

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