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Wonderland?

Inside of you a universe locked away There must have been a key swallowed by your mystery– a constitution of labyrinths I fall┬áthrough trap doors I am confused by hidden mirrors as Alice I wander through your wonderland befuddled by … Continue reading

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Twilight

You reach your nirvana then the door slams shut echoing through my core marking your departure Hollow liquor bottles that mirror my emptiness stare back at me like ghosts of bad decisions Walking to the mirror I find evidence of … Continue reading

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Mismatch

You only see romance Between sheets When buttons are undone And breathing is heavy Love is on your lips Only after I am Your forever promises Are only whispered Between our sticky bodies In the dusk of wasted passion I … Continue reading

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Abstract

But freeing my mind is not romantic. There are images of rainbows of visible light shining from prisms. There are drawings of birds flying from cages. I wanted it to be like that. In words alternating from cursive to barely … Continue reading

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Offerings

I give And I’ve given To all the wrong people But I will continue To keep giving Because so many Have not given to me And I know the anguish Of helplessness

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First Date

Tell me about yourself. But not conventionally. Tell me about the void That opens in the center of your being Threatening to swallow you whole. What do you do? Tell me about how the word ‘love’ has felt in your … Continue reading

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Potential

He listens But doesn’t say too much And his eyes hold Some kind of nirvana Among their blue hues His smile is gentle And his laugh could be a song The cadence of his voice Is something I could get … Continue reading

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