Tag: POETRY

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ticking borders

how vicious / pretentiousclock ticking between bordersa war zonemy conscious mind—abilities to be at peace our cycles unlike oceans—they roar like lions on mountaintopsi feel my heartbeatonly time would telltick tickthe universe at workundercover officer of fateanswering the fight of debate how vicious the suede,heat still clinging to your arms—you held me like a performance,but the universe holds me with truth at 2:30 a.m. … Read More ticking borders

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approx. 5:44 a.m.

all of those bags, are they a way to hold onto my past? his patience, it’s made me realize certain faults. i’m more aware of today than ever. i feel seen. his tenderness is how. his eyes: a flame crashing between a wave. the connection glows, lights me up inside. where did i meet him? what were our first words? i wonder how it … Read More approx. 5:44 a.m.

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dial tone

but i don’t want anybody but you.i don’t want anyone else. and in this moment i realizethat’s exactly what i want—what i’m yearning for—summed up in two sentences by ernest hemingway. and i know that pending call between usmight become a silent dare,like the last time i tried circling backto someone who couldn’t decide on me.while i hoped beneath white sheets, tired,his choices became … Read More dial tone

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snake dust

running miles in my mindwhile gin provides a good timeit never was black and whitefor that, you were right tethered to the circumstanceof standing alone—so I deny the phonea ring to your thronereaching for your bonesdead bodies wash ashorememories of us ‘once before’ photo eclipse—and the moon shun brightfull moon delightthe last time you were inside I know I pushaway from youit’s a universal … Read More snake dust

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guard down

I’m just looking for a distraction,But I’m home every day.The wind is strong,And it’s too cold to go outside this way. ’Cause my heart is achingAnd that wind will take meSome place that I don’t know. And everywhere that I go without youIs just another placeUnlike home. I’m missing a part of meThat part of me is you.And I know it must sound weakTo … Read More guard down

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see you soon

brisk blue days and rainy shades; pines circling in as if they filled the entire globe. all i got is memory but i feel you here like you hold a little more than that; more than memory, my body feels close enough to you to shed tears and wish on loving you. it’s a natural thing, i can’t control it. which is why you … Read More see you soon

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hello baby, muah

hello babyI’m at yo doorcome on down nowready and scoregot your coat fit,you look good in itI been wondering about you.hello baby, muahso good to see youtell me all about itcome on lets walk nowI know you been rough insidepiling your papers up,and dying to drive, but take it easystroll on down the street, corner man wavesand we feel the breeze in the heatbeen … Read More hello baby, muah

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missing

it rained againI sworeI sinnedbutterfly deadin above headlight fixture picturepaintings on the wallthe one you always callmissing

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muse

drama is an illusion, a form of self-abusebut that doesn’t prove to say I wasn’t being used.tied to a belief system that ignites my every fusean experimental game, the process of pick and choose.but in a way I was using you too. call it product of passion and if I needed an excuse, I’d tell you I needed a new muse.my ties were loose … Read More muse

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que pasò

everyday, I’m reminded of a place I used to bein the shadows of mosaic windowsor in the spaces of the people I missliving in the places that aren’t here with me now i’m reminded. the feeling doesn’t get old, but sometimes cold…I back burn my deep reality to believe i’m living a different oneI believe that they understand me but come home at nightknowing … Read More que pasò

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dusty road

I saw a man in a coat walking hand-in-handa dusty road led him to gocars kept passing and he had no ride yettalking to himself and the woman he dreamt of. they led on this dusty road for 70 hours and it pouredrained down on their soulsit pouredon their souls. and if he found that place that he was drowning to look formaybe she … Read More dusty road

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come up

cliff runnernever beena gunnerused to rest, smoking jointsnext to the gutterwhite flags in the shedin case the helicopters shadewe fadedone, one twostunning for the summeralways hot even in my shadenever shadybut a real parade. sun comes outand who care about ittake a dare, a wheel about ita drive around the mansion hood, we blunt rollinghigh about itwhat you think about itnice, lovelyparadisiacal citybeautiful.out of … Read More come up