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October 21, 2026 at 3:58 PM
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New «The Drop: A Snowfall Saga» transcript!

s01e06 - Exit Wounds

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October 14, 2026 at 4:47 AM
thebisylarke.bsky.social
a poem in two pieces for #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds
I made several attempts at this prompt but I think this one is my favorite. Love the prompt. Feels very timely for me!
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Exit Wound, Stage Left The stage set by mother’s eyes— oppressive, boring through the keyhole of my buried hatchet hands. A flock of mourning doves bullets through the clouds. Only one lands on the window feeder, pecking seed from my starless face in spades, beaked blade blistering fresh wounds. Never enough lucky ladybugs to save us now. Every entrance has an exit. Temporary falling finds me on the bathroom floor again. A tombless corpse with a sunset gash in my stomach. Deep down dumbstruck, always knowing it would end like this—keys in hand dirty from attempts at unlocking life. The coffin door is heavy. Not heavy enough for my hollow-tree heart, empty with the weight of years unlived. The rose window shatters with gunfire revelation: This is it. This pile of prescriptions. This shed serpent skin. This hole I’m in. This manuscript of changing leaves. If all I can become is this tale, tell it to my enemies.
July 17, 2026 at 2:42 PM
francesca-laura.bsky.social
For #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds. Thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk for hosting and getting me writing. #Poetry
A poem by Francesca L Rolle titled Coffee: You left your bag of coffee, It's sat at the back of the cupboard, You took everything else, But as you left, You said, Keep the nice coffee. A final act of kindness, After breaking my heart, But I don't drink coffee, And now I realise, You never really cared.
July 17, 2026 at 7:16 AM
clareobrien.bsky.social
I love the way the #exitwounds here are smiles as well as scars. Beautifully bittersweet.
July 17, 2026 at 7:09 PM
clareobrien.bsky.social
My #ExitWounds #poem for #PoemsAbout was written after the sudden death of musician Chris Cornell, my employer and friend. Published in @mslexia.bsky.social back in 2019 when they invited poets to submit elegies.
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LINE BREAK by Clare O’Brien In memory of Chris Cornell At the start, it was the careful rope, unfurled so you, a god three inches tall, could abseil down my wooden stairs. From my sleep I watched as you made your slow way down into my world, your tiny ice axe in your hand. When I dreamed, you were my life support. And then you were my text. I translated you into a thousand languages. I worked within a Babel-tower, your face at every window. Outside, your songs were shepherds. Your voice drove the winds, made the seasons turn. When you sang, the words cracked like a whip. When you made me your friend, the tower filled up with rattling shadows. Outside in the sun we talked and touched like humans; you aged, like the mortal you had become. You climbed, higher, towards the stars, into the thinning air. The line was still between us. I held on tight. When the rope went slack, I thought you’d only stopped to catch your breath. I did not call for help. I waited on the ledge. When your voice crackled and grew faint I blamed the static in the atmosphere. Midway through Spring, the line went dead. Now all is still. While you were hanging broken in your bathroom, I was sorting haunted pixels from the show, constructing a reliquary to post back down the wire. Your dead of night bled into my new dawn. Our line is broken. I never saw that you would be the one to fall.
July 17, 2026 at 5:51 AM
gandgtheater.bsky.social
Around the 2 hour mark of our thought-provoking #ExitWounds episode, there are 3 minutes of silence when Griff takes a bathroom break. The problem has been fixed. Thank you for your patience.
a man in a fringed jacket is typing on a computer keyboard
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April 17, 2026 at 8:16 PM
gandgtheater.bsky.social
#ExitWounds marks the first time Steven Seagal used Hong Kong style wirework to perform amazing stunts like walking up steps, eating a sandwich, and getting out of bed. There are no strings attached to our review at soundcloud.com/murmanproductions or any podcast app under Golan-Globus Theater.
April 17, 2026 at 3:18 PM
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After watching #ExitWounds, I think the Sensei speaks for us all. Enjoy our review of one of the last Steven Seagal theatrical releases at soundcloud.com/murmanproductions or any podcast app under Golan-Globus Theater.
April 16, 2026 at 5:44 PM
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Episode 410: #ExitWounds Tough Detroit cop Orin Boyd (Steven Seagal) is after a notorious drug lord played by rapper DMX but is there more to this so-called "thug" than meets the eye. Trust no one, BUT US at soundcloud.com/murmanproductions or any podcast app under Golan-Globus Theater.
April 15, 2026 at 11:32 PM
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When the Sensei notices one of our "boys in blue" is rocking a hoop earring he knows something is rotten in Detroit. Next thing you know the VP is saved from terrorists. It's all in the details when we review Steven Seagal in #ExitWounds tomorrow at soundcloud.com/murmanproductions.
April 14, 2026 at 3:25 PM
gandgtheater.bsky.social
#ExitWounds' Orin Boyd uses unorthodox methods, but he gets results and what is his reward? Getting demoted to traffic cop! I guess the higher-ups like crime. It's a crime if you don't listen to our review Wednesday at soundcloud.com/murmanproductions or any app podcast under Golan-Globus Theater.
April 13, 2026 at 3:12 PM
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This we enter the "costarring with rappers" phase of Sensei Seagal's career with #ExitWounds. Detroit supercop Orin Boyd wages war with drug kingpin Latrell Walker played by Ruff Ryder DMX. There's no place like home Wednesday at soundcloud.com/murmanproductions.
April 12, 2026 at 3:24 PM
patriciajvs.bsky.social
Reposting, with thanks to @jenthorne.bsky.social who noticed my error, definitely 'more haste, less speed this morning! #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds
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This week I have written about garden ornaments and tomatoes, before finding time for a short sharp poem about #ExitWounds. As always thank you to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk for the prompt and to @zoomburst.substack.com for introducing me to the Friday ritual!
A poem: Seen and Unseen 1. On Entry First a stab of stolen identity, Second a shot of betrayal, Third the spatter of shot gun pellets Quiet lies, unassuming arrogance. 2. On Exit Grief and chaos in the blade, Amid the mire and mud of a cold winter, Family sprayed by cartridges of distress, Bullets of endless illness, And sobbing from all around.
July 17, 2026 at 10:35 AM
patriciajvs.bsky.social
This week I have written about garden ornaments and tomatoes, before finding time for a short sharp poem about #ExitWounds. As always thank you to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk for the prompt and to @zoomburst.substack.com for introducing me to the Friday ritual!
A poem: Seen and Unseen 1. On Entry First a stab of stolen identity, Second a shot of betrayal, Third the spatter of shot gun pellets Quiet lies, unassuming arrogance. 2. On Exit Grief and chaos in the blade, Amid the mire and mud of a cold winter, Family sprayed by cartridges of distress, Bullets of endless illness, And sobbing from all around.
July 17, 2026 at 7:56 AM
perfectlymisalignd.bsky.social
august #promosky
bands i enjoy:
sleep token
wage war
polaris
make them suffer
i prevail
erra
twenty one pilots
landmvrks
bad omens
turnstile
bring me the horizon
annisokay
thrown
bilmuri
resolve
currents
unprocessed
architects
alpha wolf
invisions
poppy
a sense of purpose
city state
exitwounds
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me, a tattooed man with long hair and an undercut, on the beach as the sun is setting, wearing a make them suffer tank top and sunglasses. this pic goes hard
August 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
janedougherty47.bsky.social
A kind of #ExitWounds that I'm familiar with. For #PoemsAbout @thebrokenspine.co.uk
July 17, 2026 at 12:06 PM
cieloceano.bsky.social
A #pantoum for #poemsabout and #exitwounds
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Why Am I Here? I put the toys in order, locked the keys. Then what’s that ancient murmur? At night it wakes me, then disappears. The mirror’s asking me—why am I here? Then what’s that ancient murmur? I walked uphill across forests of sand. At night it wakes me, then disappears . I circled the same roads across the years. I walked uphill across forests of sand, Their grains lifted by wind to join the stars, I circled the same roads across the years, I shall see the sea when sand disappears. Their grains lifted by wind to join the stars. I put the toys in order, locked the keys, I shall see the sea when sand disappears. At night it wakes me, then disappears. By Stefano Carini
July 16, 2026 at 9:13 PM
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25 Years #ExitWounds Starring: #StevenSeagal #DMX #IsaiahWashington #JillHennessy #AnthonyAnderson #MichaelJaiWhite #DavidVadim #BillDuke #TomArnold #BruceMcGill #DragOn #JenniferIrwin Directed By: #AndrzejBartkowiak

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March 17, 2026 at 1:55 AM
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Just a hint, you might not get too many comments. BadHabits starts on Friday. People are still commenting on ExitWounds. 😊
July 20, 2026 at 6:01 PM
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#PoemsAbout #ExitWounds @thebrokenspine.co.uk #PoemsAloud

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John Chmura reads The Perfect Place, Posthumously Yours
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July 17, 2026 at 4:24 AM
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#PoemsAbout #ExitWounds @thebrokenspine.co.uk
I will put a link to a reading in the comments. I think the commentary would be helpful and I do something very rare for me if you can guess what it is.
THE PERFECT PLACE, POSTHUMOUSLY YOURS when i started to write this letter it was all i could stand with edward bear singing it’s the last song i’ll ever write for you on the phonograph maybe it will take two years to finish maybe it will take two years for it to find you and I won’t be here anymore the raveonettes have been playing last dance for seventeen years sune’s pursed lips barely unzip as he squeaks baby baby please and sharin foo cut glass eyes glimmering under liquid platinum bangs cooing if this is the last dance if this is the last dance save it for me baby what happens to your soul when you probe a prolonged ache for so long microscopic razor cuts shearing the gossamer sheath of your psyche people in trauma have been saved by words on a wee bench for scott in kelvingrove park we’ve still got hope so i think we’ll be fine maybe it’s true but it wasn’t for him i’m torturing myself in bed well after mudnight bingeing frightened rabbit i know the perfect place may never exist may never exist yet how far from perfection can one survive how much air does a locked room suck from your personal space and leave you recognizable yes i’m bored of flying but i still want to be here too i just don’t know
July 17, 2026 at 4:22 AM
stacebot.bsky.social
For this week's #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds, I'm thinking about how infrastructure is invisible when it works.

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#poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets #writingcommunit
a love letter to the evidence of absence exit velocity is the speed required to leave a gravitational field forever. not to travel. to escape. the body measures what force was required by the wound. the evidence that something overcame an enormous force to leave at all.
July 17, 2026 at 11:53 AM
thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
For #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds
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At The Rising up of the moon we will forget them. On special days of Forgetting we will write down what we need to forget for it to be later burned into oblivion. We will forget atrocities by our home nation as an act of national forgetfulness. It is a sombre occasion as those who cannot remember cannot rejoice, as they cannot recall why they are rejoicing. Joy at what we have decided to forget is an embracing of the fullness of nothingness. We must celebrate nothingness. Nothingness is not loss as we cannot grieve for what we cannot remember. We will recite poems about nothingness.
July 17, 2026 at 6:00 AM
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April 14, 2026 at 6:37 PM