| it's easy for me (it seems) to forget who you are
in an instant nonchalantly without concern-
i falter & saunter off nose held high like i'm going
somewhere in particular (which is not exactly a
lie) your emotion is heavy & hard to grasp
overwhelming & startling like weather so i
instinctively hide deep inside leaving my heart on
a tether & how dare i presume to question you-
the future is not a reflection but a simple
suggestion of (something, anything)
everything more--- my love for you is
a hole in the floor. |
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| hesitate before you speak, your words are loud
but your tongue is meek
you are a stray pretending to seek something sweet,
nosing through the trash for a treat
"come here" she whispers, already near, sauntering in
sincerity- "have no fear"
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the allure
(the beautiful; the pure)
the crime
look & you shall find, tucked away deep inside
plucked from the nest with much urge(&see)
"i can't decide-" said with a sneer to
those near- divide & conquer- harness the fear &
feed it
[ here ] follow me
swallow me
remember me- fondly
the ghost
lingering (with utmost respect) fingering frailty;
frosty mist faulty with the gist contained.
broken bloody bruised fists, meaningless last ditch effort
to remain, merely blows past in vain.
"where did she go?"
sudden disappearance behind
the curtains of the show-------
wayward words continue to echo, scattered &
synonymous- all meaning NO ----------------
(please, don't go-
i need you to grow) ---------------------------------
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--------------------------- let me go |
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| dear dope
you come at me willfully
dripping deliciously from the
lips of (a) god (somewhere)
dear dope
ripping at tangles in my hair
you are a telescope of
persuasion (manifest
destiny) tokens that can be
tasted (but not touched)
dear dope
double dutch dialect
murmuring
the misused jumprope
sudden swift (sigh)
unties & slides oh
dear dope |
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| i am contrite when i contrive when i ruthlessly deprive
i relate when i sedate when i have a happy plate-
my remorse is discoursed thoroughly,
forced to pout with a broken snout-
my plight is to unite to stop the fight &
begin anew facing the same direction,
to gnaw & chew away the infection,
to leave no flesh to fester.
don't think this clever, the endeavor is
wet soap tumbling from my hands- i'm just
the dope clinging, pretending i'm cleaning,
singing incoherently, blatantly losing 'it'
(coincidently he / she / it / they
developmentally disabled) the label enables much
discrepancy much room to squirm betwixt firm
boundaries & morals mixed (such a beast must be fixed)
quarrelsome quaint & transfixed
at the concept- socially inept suddenly-
(intercept the spirit, pretend hard not to fear it) |
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| anger is the flush that clogs that
fills the pretty pretty air with smog-
it isn't fair but it's over there, watching,
peering, lurking, jerking
off & leaving
nasty sticky stains-
don't strain yourself, it comes
& goes without warning, swarming
the innocent family, surrounding, pounding
its way in- using ears mouths & limbs
as entrances, arriving confetti sparkling
the sinuses of thought- i'm sneezing-
i'm seething- i'm wrought with mucus-
murky tunnels that seem to be getting
smaller smaller too
small to
fall-
i crawl
blissfully unaware
i'm spiralling inward
-because i care, i don't-
i am the bird smashcrumbling into the ever
clean glass, the massive shatter overrides
& then destroys the whisper (pitterpatter) the
suddenly splattered convoy of intensity- can't
help can't stifle this propensity to continue,
to punctuate 'accident' with perpetuity;
such stability is fluid, washes,
evaporates,
brings the spirit up only to
dissipate, fall, & falter again. |
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