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Jigsaw

JIGSAW

 

Brunette. Blonde

Black. Grey

I am auburn.

 

Hazel. Green

Brown. Blue

I am Grey.

 

Tabs, blanks

Pockets, sockets

Corners, middles

I am unique.

 

Flat pieces; four points

Innies and lock

The back

always Grey

 

Without me, you are not complete

With me, we are replete

 

A needle in the haystack

melancholic morning

Smea...

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See Her

When she folded into herself

You all looked away

When she unraveled

You all watched

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Travelling Together

We've been underground now,
We've been travelling tunnels rarely trod.
We've been with our torches and beacons
And our memories of light.

But it is getting darker
The further that we get.
Will you go on with me, into the depths?
Will you keep company with me, 
Until there's nothing left to light our way?
Till we've found all we can find, said all we can say.

But you don't need to ans...

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Seeker.

I'm searching for a genie at the bottom of every bottle.
But three wishes will only last a little while.
So I'll just sit and sip on my own sorrow,
But you know I'm still going to try again tomorrow.

I'm searching for some rhyme or reason,
Why I'm still here in this mental prison.
Maybe so I'm forced into self-reflection.
But you know I'm stuck in this misdirection.

I'm searching for a...

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Seeking Joy

At an unprogrammed Quaker meeting

The spirit moved someone

To remind us to find our Joy.

 

After, a friend said she would

Find joy in a nice boy toy.

Or maybe it was a toy boy.

She said one is a boy

You’d like as a toy

And the other is something

A boy would like to play with.

 

We giggled at that,

And I was reminded of a joke

About a party where everyone

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