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Dream of Cupcakes

Not equal. It’s an uneven proportion And iron is in these halls Irony in the very same hallway…   Fore it was where we – I held on And now it’s where you don’t lose track of my questionnaire I divide into your sleep during a lighter midnight   I’ve taken the cupcakes you’ve baked I’ve finally […]

Curiousity Killed “The”

This was a piece I wrote a few months ago in my English class when I fell in love with my ex. Although I knew the relationship would fail, I didn’t want to let go because of the feelings I had for her….   This right here is a recuperation test This piece is intended […]

I L-L-L…

This is my saddest attempt to try something new The line before really was written in cursive I was simply trying to spice up my day; to try something new But it didn’t really help – it even hurt a little bit Nothing is new, and my poetry runs dry It was destiny for me to […]

Dear Letter

Dear… I know who, My future wouldn’t have existed without you digging through my life. You see, I’m cornered by the corners of my residency. This leaves my mind lonely at times, between the ocean blue. One, two… three four. Four walls. Two… exits. Either a leisure passage using stairs or a fatal fall from […]

The Grass is Greener

Lord, this is my best method of communication I cannot focus in tongue as I’m growing numb Is this Your test or evil at its best? These words, Lord, they fall upon deaf ears The thoughts are clear, but these letters always seem to disappear When she’ s near, You know who, as to no […]

Forehead of the Jaguar

A melody of your leverage is upon the basements Call the yellow to orange to dead bracelets’ rings Seize the tendons and movement of bones That single joint is then forever alone But these Blood-Vein filled arteries are a part of me The wolf sits in the moonlit snow To and fro Ear to toe […]

The Wheels on the River

It shouldn’t take this long for the flowers to deliver You’re my, you’re, you’re my end Please, cat stick, don’t pretend You are not a quitter, nor a sitter You pounce on existence and constrict ways-a -better You told me the dirty rudders would unclutter But this heh’ boat, yeah, she rolls on mystic water […]

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