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guardian of a door
he will never know
what lurks behind;
slowly losing his mind
he will never know
what lurks behind;
slowly losing his mind
Literature
Silence and Separation
If forwards isn’t working
read me backwards
replace my adjectives with your intent
the plot is weak
and my character is waning
Indent my eyes
rewrite the marrow in my bones
edit the blood beneath my skin
because it doesn’t flow quite right
the pauses in my breath are too short
the punctuation is lacking
yet still I am the last word missing from
your story.
Come find me.
Come find me.
Come find me.
You were meant to.
Literature
there are galaxies in your eyes
There's a universe
inside of you-
it's been there quite a while,
and I only hope
you see the constellations
that scintillate in your smile
and I've heard
there's billions of galaxies
scattered in the sky,
but I swear
at least half of them
are resting in your eyes.
Literature
here are my words
i used to dream whole cityscapes and skylines,
ocean cities and coves washed over with waves,
terrifying, brilliant, unable to touch me.
i used to be able to talk to trees,
to speak in palms and eyes-closed silences
and the sure roughness of bark under my fingernails.
i used to be able to sing
and believe that believing made me better,
believe that joy sounds bright and crescendos.
i used to be someone who tripped on her words,
spilled out in sloppy sentences and sentiments,
used to be someone who could 'sit at a typewriter and bleed'
and in bleeding turn the hurt beautiful.
i used to close my eyes and fall into feeling,
trace the right word
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Very good!