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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Tonight I am your pseudo love; Use me for your pleasure. My limbs are your balance beam, as they crush beneath your greed. Use them, use me, well. My chest is open- A gunshot wound through the heart ripped the soul and now a gash is your entrance. Just don't stay too long; Don'...
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    I said, “We should run away, into the woods! Imagine us: surrounded by towering trees sporting thick limbs right and left. When a storm is coming they sway in the wind of impending rain. And their fruiting leaves will keep us safe.” He touches my lips and I am silenced when he argues, ...
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    Do you remember the waterfall that we saw and I said, “I want to jump in” just to escape everything but it was too big a fall from where I was. So I stayed on my feet. The waterfall itself was a small falls, but a falls nonetheless, and We stood, un-touching, peacefully, until I felt your g...
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    The sidewalk speaks to me openly, silently, as if we were friends once before. It's brittle with knowledge of rubber soles and I ask it "Where do you lead if I keep walking?" But it just smiles and opens slowly before me. My pace quickens, body stiffens, I am hit with a gust of ...
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    In third grade I wrote a letter to Santa asking why my friend Janie only received one gift on Christmas when I had gotten (I counted) seventeen. I was wondering if he could lend one of my presents to Janie next year, and by the way thanks for the My Little Pony. When my uncle died two years later,...
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    Seasons morph One in To the other Fall to Spring To winter Again Ropes fray at the Ends Hang On Telephone’s Ringing Wait- My heart Miles From here (from where?) (to what?) Wherever he goes “take me With you” The river’s Lazy Sounds Dim Frozen Lips Co...
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    Watching the clock- Tick- Change- Tock- Hours pass and It’s hard to with- Stand on my own Two feet- That you are so Half- Gone, Is my sense of time- Your future is- Tick- Tapping on your- Tock- Window- Pane Is threatening to Take- Over your life Where will you ...
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    Under heavy blankets of Woven fears We sleep, Smothering, Day in and Day Out Relentlessly crying For help - Help! - We are lost in our Thoughts, Arms tied Down with Knots Of Ropes of Lies, We lie- There is no Escape But through our minds Yes! Our thoughts are Proscribed Yet...
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    Writing a love-letter From an anonymous sender Is so Typical Of a hopeless romantic Like myself. But he’s so handsome And unavailable and Unreachable and Unavailable. It’s the best I could do Instead of Just saying “Hi” Like I don’t deserve His passing glance. But he’...
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    The winter winds lately haven’t been so harsh. They wisp against my cheeks, and bring serenity to my state of mind. I pretend that they are angels, softy caressing me, reminding me that there is more than I can see. (Is it enough to change oneself?) The whispers and whistles that com...
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    You are the sunshine that I smell when I awake to the days that remind me that that summer existed. (You are always there for me, and I wonder if you know how much I need you) You are a nuisance, like that rain on my eyelashes that was too faultless to blink away (Without you, I’m not sure ...
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    The short bus ride from here to the other end of the world is therapeutic and calm. The gray-haired driver greets me, nodding, and I wonder if he knows how I used to feel about his grandchild. There's that path I always cross, and there's the road I avoid. The snowbanks on the sidewal...
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