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Perception

A poem

By Josey PickeringPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
Perception
Photo by Luis Villasmil on Unsplash

“Don’t perceive me”

You roar from your depths.

Totems of your existence,

hidden from view

By the smoke they burn in your eyes.

Petals still bloom on

the tallest trees

that reach for the skies with you.

The warmth on your skin

is from the light you project

and the sun god in your soul.

Their whispered words

will never pierce

your warrior aura.

The smoke will dissipate

and monsters will fall

So you can soar again.

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Josey Pickering

Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.

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