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i'm jealous of the wind that caresses your skin

each breath of air that you breathe in

i'm jealous of the birds that catch your eye

their flight so elegant across the sky

i'm jealous of the song that sticks in your head

and the cotton sheets that cover your bed



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upon waking (for the first time)

i was alone but not wanting

i was content in my solitude

i was enveloped by the quiet

i was cocooned in beauty and softness

i was safely cradled in silky comfort

i felt a stirring in the air, causing the gossamer to ripple around me delicately

i did not bristle

i felt at ease

i did not retreat

i felt myself expand

i lifted my head above the mists of my keep

i stret...

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lesson not learned

here I come

moving faster than I ever imagined possible

careening toward what

I never know

you can't tell me

but here we go

I try to look out the window

everything flies by in a blur

I remember last time

veering suddenly

off the road. over the cliff. out of my mind

when the dust settled I climbed the muddy bank and looked down at the wreckage, smoldering below


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scintillating conversation

should we talk about the weather?

is there nothing more to say?

we said things would soon get better.

now it's all drifting away.

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Winter Came

Picking flowers in your garden
lamenting which to choose
I feel the mist dampen my cheeks
as the sky begins to bruise
"So winter finds me at last", I say
"On this bright and sunny morn."
All at once the clouds roll in
and in my haste I miss the thorn
Eyes forward, there it is in the distance
Trying to run but I meet resistance
The terror comes fast, through my veins it flows
A poisonous...

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This is a cautionary tale. Pay attention, please. Take heed.


she believes if she gives him what he wants

he will give her what she needs

she drapes herself in misery

fields sown with barren seeds

each morning when the sun comes up

she catalogues his deeds

dry promises that raped her soil

he digs until she bleeds

he finally crumples to the ground

there shall be no more thneeds


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I rung to ask if you are okay

but really

I wanted you to know that I am not

you tell me you are doing fine, then say you trust I am

but really

you want me to lie to you, to say all is forgiven

yes, I can read between your lines

but really

I pretend I believe you, and I say goodbye

I sit still, holding the phone and wondering

what went wrong

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time zones

and it's the middle of the night where you are

but I'm here

wide awake

belly full

wondering what you are dreaming about

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I'm a cliché (mused)

Mused/inspired by 'If only for a Moment' by Devon Brock


I'm a cliché, a subtle curve in the great cycle of life.
I hold the same importance in the grand scheme of things
as a drop of water or a grain of sand,
somehow autonomous
yet an integral part of an ocean,
or a monolithic mountain boulder,
a particle of mist in a hurricane
What next?
Perhaps we take the form of a hybrid,
a sa...

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so many ifs (mused)

Inspired by 'Love for you' by Jon Stainsby


love inspires so many ifs
all of them are felt in different ways
each one felt and intended completely

each one flows like this milk
covering my morning cereal
(it will surely be too soggy to eat before I lift my spoon)

if I controlled the stars
I'd make them shine for you

if I kept time instead of losing it
my tea would not get col...

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I seem to wear my heart upon or hidden up my sleeve,

always trying out new tricks but failing to deceive.

As the song says, "I'd rather be hard to love than easy to leave."



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A perfect match - strike anywhere.

A perfect love - what happened there?

I walked away without a care,

but turned and tripped on your last stare.

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heartacheHeartbreakloverelationship breakup

what's left


when even sleep is not an option

you are what is left

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I wonder

and I wonder if there's someone else that you wish was giving you the attention that I am

and I wonder if you are giving someone else the attention that I wish you would give me

and I wonder why this imbalance follows me

chases me

always always nipping at my heels

and yet somehow manages to also remain

two steps ahead of me

this imbalance of desire

of devotion

of depende...

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addicts lie

"boop boop beep beep boop bup bip beep" go the alerts and synaptic responses

too fast to process, too repetitive to want to

"spit that out, it's toxic" I warned

as he slurped up drama in great mouthfulls, as if she were kool-aid

he would slice open a vein and welcome drama directly if she asked him to

surreptitious texting continues beneath the table

eyes downcast, thumbs flying ...

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i am as a sapling in the shadow of a hundred year oak
try not to breathe, not to stir
i wish to remain unnoticed at the edge of your meadow
here in my solitude
i dare not disturb this perfect silence
inexplicable and deeper than night
nothing casting it
a black shadow wavers in the bright sunlight
it covers the the meadow floor
pulling at my curiosity I am lost in it's mystery

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maybe mayhem

maybe you're amazed by mayhem.  sweet mayhem.

chaos colored lipstick screams, tumultuous as she licks her lips

a wild and tangled disarray, her hair - a disheveled decadent disorder

cascading down past swaying hips

rolling, undulating as she slips

her thoughts into your consciousness

ideas driven by desire insinuate, penetrate

intoxicate, obliterate but never deviate

her ha...

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