Poetry Blogs (depersonalization)

My bed is still warm

When the next body rolls in

But I'm not

I'm numb

Until,

Your body

- Or his -

- Or hers -

Envelopes mine

And I can breathe

Because

I am consumed

I am part of you,

Of someone that lives

That moves

That loves

I am

I was

I will be

Because I'm not apart

Just a part

Of something

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Create the World

How does it look to go about the mountains at dawn?
To watch the sun smothering beneath a breathless sky,
And wander up and down the slopes of what were once avalanches.

It's simply a point of matter,
And fact of being,
So truly to be here with you.

And it's honesty,
The way that the waves crash into boulders

And it's friendship,
The way birds may dangle broken l...

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Green to Grey

I have before seen flowers spruced such to convey meaning,

And I have before been offered a rose,

Of tantalizing beauty.

But I sit here in a meadow of dandelions,

(The weeds of a flower)

overgrown,

For the world had left them unkept.

I do not see tomorrow through the glass made today,

Instead, I watch the moon shift in the sky,

And I pray.

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Withered leaves

There's a thing in the woods that I cannot see,
Stood with solid grass-green eyes and rotted teeth,
a willow-thin neck, Contorted.

But oh, how I've seen

but a glance of this thing
- Within my dreams -
Sat beneath an oak and pine tree;
(I’d felt uncertainty).

Now, I feel as though I'm lost,
Lost in the despair of a fated dream,
Watching as the being sits, solid b...

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Regret

Spin in your grave,

My god,

Oh, spin there where the moon does not shine!

Can’t you see the light seeping deep into your hollow home?

Yet you sit there and ponder how the dirt had once made up your body,

Why?

Because oh how the lack of oxygen makes us all feel whole.

Against the wrath of a god,

My god,

Comes again the ax of the wind into a tree m...

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