last night
I dreamed of you
You kept pushing away
But in the end, you grabbed onto
my hand
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last night
I dreamed of you
You kept pushing away
But in the end, you grabbed onto
my hand
My hand
And doubtless limbs
Despised as much as I.
I asked for less than what I want,
Yet they...
Yet they
nonchalantly
waddle up to the blade
waiting to tear them asunder
for lunch
For lunch
I'll check the fridge
I feel like green today
Something green that's supposed to be
...Nothing?
...Nothing?
An unanswered
call to arms. Black silence
smothers a timid heart afraid
to beat.
to beat
predicaments
are sensory centered
in the glowing or growing need
he knew
He knew
He thought, but not
In fact. He insisted
Nonetheless, and thus he showed his
Weakness
Weakness
in the wailing!
I vow I will give you
reason to howl, but this time with
feeling.
feeling
gradually
the ever eager to
topple deftly over her end
of all
Of all
Contempts you build
You cast your best at me,
For it is me you hate the most
But why?
But why?
Maggie Moos has
"Cinnamoo Bun", "Pina
Cowlada" too. What? No "Meadow
Muffin"?
(Maggie Moos is our local ice cream parlor with creative flavors)
(I noticed on the first page that
double posting was granted by the
original poster so I hope no one minds)
Muffin
Man of Drury
I knew him as a child
Please deliver 'fore days are gone
morning
Morning
The sun is up
All the birds are singing
Why am I not singing? Oh yeah
Monday
Monday
like a coffin
its inevitable
ceremony will stifle
spirits
Spirits
All around me
They shimmer, multiply,
Call out. Maybe it's time to leave
The bar