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i’m a Black Hole i have absorbed all my days. my life is a massive point.
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to Who i think about me. Who is eye. soulmates.
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Fairytale Once, a man told his mother that he was better than her. She asked her son why. He knocked her down. She got up and slapped him. He killed her in a silent rage. At sunset he raped his sister. He told her to forget her mother ever existed. He married her, named himself…
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time perceive leave grieve why? souls cry tears dry
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to Day Dawns a new day to live, to give, to play. Remember long. Sing anew your song.
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Decrepit Finding Eden wasn’t good enough. You wanted to breathe all the air quench your own thirst be first, last and everyone in between be seen without seeing. Now who will be silent while you’re being violent?
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to do speak ill speak truth speak wise obstruct lies use time chime with nature
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skyline Tops of Trees, framed by Sky as Dawn approaches in slippers, rise from Valley; circle Heaven.
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Summer Morning Red Tail Hawks winging parenthood, calling from the field to a nest touching the sky.
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#Confession Seems like the whole world’s got a #groove. I’m a #TikTok #voyeur without any #moves.
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to Owl Persistent Rooster pervades the morning, warning of a lie. Cicadas sing, asking: why? Give a hoot for me. Tuck my dreams under your wing, while you sleep the day away.
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Middleman he pours salt and offers a drink, dumps sugar and thinks you’re fat; he’s got a pill for that, sprinkles mystery dust; pays the piper for your trust; offers you his potion with the notion it’s good for you, the thing to do.
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Pretend Friend i’m not your task. i didn’t ask for advice. yours isn’t nice, your life rife with whys and lies. go away. i’m not gonna make your day.
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to future it is now, now. it was now before. it will be now soon. we can hang out when i don’t know it’s now anymore.
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to Now what’s done is done what’s heard is the old word i say i do i dwell with you kiss your face take my place at your table keep your stable
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to Cunning there was never anyone so clever. your tongue lashes while your hand writes lies. your finger points while you claim to be wise, and exempt. you turn trust into a sword that serves the Law raw. Lord of Contempt.
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to Dissemble you pull my plug and ring my silent bell in Hell, tell me to yield to formless fear, and feeling fraudulent, cuz i’m a tower. your hour has passed.
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What it Is eternally NOW always never enough somehow
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to Love the last one standing. you haven’t conquered anything. you never even tried. you’ll just endure to the end, won’t you. and nothing else ever has mattered.
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to Be i was not made to be laid down without a sound, move along before singing my song.
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to Then i am God in my head, directing with dread. humidity oppresses me with memory. rain washes away pain. thunderstorms are the norm until i say sunshine. these thoughts are mine. but, who am i, Then?
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to Matriarchy i look forward to my non-existence being the fruit of my orchard, a taste, sweet and juicy, on un-kissed lips, shaping words of Love and Freedom.
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Cronedom imma witty witch holy hag crowned crone, plays flute with birds keeps company with words gardens on a hill top; won’t stop.
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to Jaw Your hinges screech for un-cried tears; they strain against the irons of fear, answers to rhetorical questions. You have freedom of speech if you dare. I’ll change my game, but take care; the world’s the same.
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to my Head Ghost you come to bend my nerves to the end to tend my multi-dimension tension scream the obscene truth that you feel trying to be real with your host.
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New Notes my son asked me if i would know what he meant if he said “mood.” so, no. i didn’t know. i had just told him that i don’t like confrontations. he explained that it’s like saying “that’s relatable.” yeah, i’m not the only one. i could say that too.
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to Family We pass things on worn, torn by what happens, heap improvised stories onto fresh hope, dope jagged edges looking over ledges to the horizon.
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Infinite Mirror sometimes i am Sky and wonder why Water hides what’s inside. ————————————————————— sometimes i am Water and blame Sky for looking at reflections.
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i’m enough, they say you almost erased me, i thought, and it’s a re-run, i remembered and removed from my mind to put behind what can’t be changed, re-arrange my brain to be wise, utilize the something, they say, i learn each day. i’m enough, they say you almost erased me, i thought, and it’s…
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Excuse Me! excuse me! when i said i am here for you, i didn’t mean that i am here for you. excuse me! excuse me! why do you think that you’re so important? do you think that you created you, and us too?
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it’s all *ss Backwards the hero is a greedy killer of light at the front of the parade, giving speeches about right to mask his charade. the lover is a fool with feelings shoved to a dark alleyway, where she talks of healing but never gets play.
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Home stitched with bits of every thing from every where; combined to cover my behind.
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to my Hands laced in an embrace gardener, chef, maid, scribe connected to Heart resting from the work of Art.
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to Motivation we both know that we reap and sow, that stories have sides made of why we live lies with open eyes, that you don’t apologize. i sing, spread my wings, and still return to me: the only place that i can be or see from.
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to Memory a cat on a roof, aloof, a trickster, a hipster posing at nosing the proof.
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to Fear What do we see but don’t say? Why don’t we say it? You want me to run. I choose this spot in the Sun.
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Stumbling i’m a lost tumbleweed, spreading seed. i hitched to the mountains, rolled with the trees; now i’m hangin’ on a sea breeze. i’ll play. i won’t stay. the desert calls but i love waterfalls. i don’t know where i belong. that’s my song.
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Pagination When you get to the last page start writing between the lines, or change the story, or just end it.
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to be me i thought i wasn’t free to think, so i wasn’t. some thing, changed everything. but it was just one more thing.
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to the Dance while we love imperfectly Earth and Moon dance, trading at reflecting light. the far side of Moon hides.
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the Legislator Someone check for a heart beat. He’s in that sweet spot: hot to cut a raw deal cuz he feels that his demands are for her hands to hold. She was sold long ago, and never freed. Indeed.
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Good Mourning Spoken Words ripple in the Pool of Thoughts forever. Actions vibrate in The Body for generations. We go where we stay.
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But he never did wasn’t going to didn’t want to wouldn’t ever can’t anymore. what are you looking for?
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to the Player Hiding, biding your time, you wear a mask, pretend to ask. You take. You fake feelings while dealing the cards, play hard when you win what you wanted, undaunted by the price. Wish i could say it’s been nice.
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Not to You you left your boys like they’re your broken toys, dealing with feelings that you don’t share. beware. don’t look back. there’s no track. you have no place, face, voice, or choice.
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to Forgive AND Forget going backward is still moving forward. i won’t go where i didn’t want to be.
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to her Majesty i am the queen of the world. it must be so because i am here, and mine is the only world i know. mistress of my domain, my self precedes my fame.
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to my sidekick You stay by my side, never ask for anything, know all my faults and protect me from them, and i don’t respect you. i’ve been keeping you in your place for as long as i could, cuz i have the power that keeps me from feeling your endless love, or understanding that…
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to Even Steven you think you score but you ignore treasure beyond measure.
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i’m a Note Speaking is Singing. Singing is Speaking. Poetry is Life. Life is Poetry.
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to Family the romance is dead. i’m the head. motherhood is good.
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an unanswered mother more than a woman. not a man. she does what she can. boys look up until they look down. everything comes around.
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Cut-throat Capital the man of the hour has the power. our boys and girls die over sugar, tea, the unfathomable craving of humanity.
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Brain Drain i go to bed with what’s in my head, walk around all day while my brain plays; it rambles like a horse. it even thinks it’s me, but it’s not, of course.
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Tense Shoulders Custodians of one way conversations and unwanted observations, librarians of lies and whys, rangers for hidden dangers.
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Family Business Money was invented by a clever man who already ruled the land. Love was not his thing. No one heard him sing. He is gone. His currency lives on.
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Why? Because Why am i blessed with wealth and health, comfortable in the skin i’m in, at home where i roam, free? what does World want with me? Because, i would like to know how it got decided and so lopsided.
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to Mr. Mean You’re deaf to your shrunken heart. Your skill is to kill joy. Your art is to break a boy’s toys and smother his sunken dreams. You look after your things and hear only your drunken song. You make a minute seem an hour long.
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to Worry You linger in my gut, warning me about old news. You hold onto sh*t you should release. Feel free to fly. Go fertilize some flowers.
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to Which you can say it didn’t happen. the whole world can say the same. but it did. if i speak and not one believes me, it still happened, can’t be unhappened. call me Crazy, Witch, B**ch. it still happened.
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Love Note oxygen and fire conspire in a sweet-scented frenzy that can’t last but comes again and again.
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to Pursuit Happiness is an activity, a busy bee, a butterfly, a bird, feeding Freedom’s flowers.
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April Moon She traverses Spring’s pregnant dreams, sets on Morning’s mystery.
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to Silence my conversations gossip in the ladies’ waiting room, where the timeless door to participation remains locked, soundproof, waterproof, and bulletproof. you are beyond reproach, vacationing on my hesitance, reticence and competence.
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Note to ForeMan i almost took a fall through the rotting floor, but i clung to the crumbling walls and climbed through a giant gap in the roof. i know you won’t. please don’t call.
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Note to Rude you come to your party with false charm, doing harm. you don’t care. you dare to demand your desire. you light a fire, then take the cake and leave a fake phone number.
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Tree & Me i follow beaten trails to the tender tips of your questing roots. i return to rest in the shade of your senses and we speak.
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Language of Silence even when you were you weren’t. now you aren’t cuz you wouldn’t and won’t. there’s just broken toys and white noise.
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Tree your roots point around Earth. you see what was, is & will be.
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Thinking doesn’t cost anything. anyone can do it. no one can stop you.
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to Me i avoided you. i kept company with Cupid’s Cavaliers; cuz you weren’t enough. but clearly, i am still here, Dear.
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to mind You forgot who you work for. You’ve been running amok. You wake me with target practice. You have endless ammunition, but you don’t like division. I’m back now; so just do your job and then take a break, please.
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Note to Memory i sail your sea, navigating joy and misery. you’re here but you’re gone, touching me and moving on.
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To the Man in Charge you say one thing then do the other and tell me that i don’t see: you & you don’t agree.
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to Anyone & Everyone passing through my heart is made of yesteryou.
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Note to TREE i didn’t know that i’m here because your roots brought me now you want me to touch the sky before i die
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Note to Insincerity i don’t know why i thought i was special everyone is bait waiting and you forget what you didn’t mean like it never happened
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Note to Hero i robbed my solitude in the light of day surrendered my right to say i am me i am free dread climbed into my bed when i sighed you took me for a ride
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Note from the Other Side a faithful man believes in equality trusts his wife wants to see her fly free to be who she is
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Note to Belly Fat after a few days of just enough we part ways but you keep knocking nagging me about having more than i need indeed
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Note to Whoever said they want to tap that have at a first crack of purity surety and sent that girl down the road tipping on wobbly heels with squeals of spinning wheels shady deals touch feel kneel swallowing hollow pride to die of shame playing by the rules at the mercy of fools like…
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relations domination depression negation automation isolation impregnation criminalization civilization menstruation masturbation procrastination penetration inattention inadequate incapable inescapable ignorable ignorant irrelevant irreverent isolated overrated sexuality confinement inprisonment negativity rigidity unworthy unliked unloved unpopular unrepresented uninteresting undeserving unflattering diminishing moralizing paternalizing patronizing bullying bluffing lying cheating stealing grabbing forcing bleeding naming framing ugly deformed dirty dunce clown…
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Note to the here and now GOD doesn’t Need interpreters or mediators or translators or prison guards or gender or time
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Note to Heart Mind never rests she never gets working learning sewing an endless seem she joins us to this dream
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Note to Brick You bestowed gifts but you didn’t give them. You left me your legacy but you didn’t tell me. You talk to me daily but you never spoke with me. You obstruct me so I lean on you.
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Scribbled Note worry hurry scurry stress search suspect spin suffocate stagnate screw tense clench contract cancel want flutter foresee believe constipate regurgitate anticipate hesitate ruminate consternate procrastinate hyperventilate dissatisfy deny degrade dread doubt ignore tighten hold grip grasp postpone apprehend fear resent resist refuse inhibit inhabit holed up held up backed up pent up put-up…
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Dear Tummy, They weren’t yummy, I know: the words Left Ear and Right Ear fed you all these years, and Brain too, but they weren’t true. You’ve been clenching miles of lies and unanswered whys, throttling feelings that Mouth refused to set free and let things be what they be. I’m sorry. You deserve a…
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Note to Let Go those fists are holding All that You Never struck back at the fight is over the flight is cancelled feel fresh air on your open palms
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