Sleeping with the night's seas cry

Take me on your flight bird of prey,
float me above the doom of the last poet

reading the last poem. Like the entire sky
beats off into a fire of night stars with your wings

and touches itself along a cool and swollen highway.
Where we are driving into its dark womb.

My ears what you soul fights to explain. My eyes
the tides of the moon to their fullest,

and your heart having that opportunity
to mercilessly crack and break.

As i include it into my dreams, where i am going
into the dark side. As i have just seen the bottom,

and i consecrate the copulation of the sky
with my soul slightly open, unafraid if a dead person laughs.

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poem by Gregory Collins
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The shadow of you sleeping naked

Your father's eye,
where does it lead?
Listen to the ground,
the earth can't afford anything it wants.
Death like a signal ahead full of warnings and regrets.
Will anyone pull a fast one and get out of here alive?
Can anyone get the best of death?

Out of the grave your loved ones once walked.
The sound is so quiet you had better take a deep breath.
Imagination is like the first day of love, it can have a spell.
The way evenings are heading home with a shovel.
The moon now comparing my love to a war for peace.
Like i would really be ready to betray.
Like there are flashlights looking for me,
and they have been there for such a long time,
i have an ache in my neck from looking up at the stars.
Wondering what is sunken deep there.
What dark water is near the same place i was born?

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poem by Gregory Collins
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