CHAMPAGNE AFTERMATH

Midnight is not renewal; it is an audit. What glitters fractures. What endures speaks after applause recedes. Sitting with confetti wreckage, listening for the warmth that survives excess.

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HUNGER BLUE

Some heat doesn’t roar. It rises slow, sticky, unruly, warming places winter swore were numb. If anything of me lingers, let it be this unfinished appetite—messy, stubborn, refusing to freeze.

Serve it raw. Remember the heat.

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AFTERTASTE — when warmth remembers more than words do

There are some memories that don’t return as stories
They return as warmth — soft, quiet, almost tender
The kind that lingers after the flame is gone

Dust me in cinnamon
Remember me softly..

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STATIC MAP — how the wires remember our names

Tonight’s draft runs on static veins, uptown haunts, turnstile teeth.
Mirrors that won’t agree; steel that forgets and remembers; gates that count more than fares. I left an echo on the seat and carried a spark into the dark.

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RADIANT RUIN — rusted honey, remembered warmth

Rusted honey — sweetness gone honest.
Some loves don’t fade; they ferment into light.

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BLACKSTRAP —midnight poured slow enough to keep secrets

Midnight slow-poured. I let the hour lacquer my cuffs until memory sweetens the bruise.

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INCANDESCENCE — when the night forgets to dim

The city shivers in its own light,
#floodlight fever turning silence into glow,
and even the night forgets how to rest.

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SABLELIGHT —where silence learns to breathe

There are hours that do not ask for names.
They arrive velvet-wrapped—
not quite night, not quite memory—
and in their hush, we rediscover the weight of silence.

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OBLIVIONARIA — my own Concrete Lullaby, where sirens thread my veins and fractures learn to sing.
The city rocks me restless, yet even ruin hums itself into survival.

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EPHEMERON — sparks of the fleeting

A cosmos in coffee, dust turned to dancers and the hush of brilliance dissolving before it can be named — life’s gilded sprinkles teach me that the fleeting is where meaning lives.

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UNBUCKLED
—not lost, just willingly untethered

I never asked for the map.
Only the keys.
Grief sat shotgun,
desire clung to the trunk,
and memory—
memory flashed its headlights
at every exit I ignored.

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