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Jealousy is an acidic first course
To a relationship that is, of course
Don’t forget the bitterness of past
Memories, from past relationships
How ironic that it pairs itself so stubbornly
To the sweetness of the now.



I feel defeated. I have been slaughtered in a war I was unaware was coming. I can see myself being forced wide open by something much more powerful than me. My insides spill red juices and fear pours out and kisses my skin like a razor blade. Cold wind stings my eyes saying, “Close your eyes, you’ll be okay.” I give in to the icy caress of winds hands, shut my eyes to the world…

and I fall.



Looking glass

I cannot find you where I once had,
Or I am finding you different than before.
So curiously, I dissect you
Peeling off your outer shell.
Raw and untouched,
Ripe and virgin,
I am just as afraid as you.

I cannot see you as I once had,
Or I am seeing you different than before.
Is dimension another barrier?
Or a bridge in which to cross?
How do I touch you now?
How do you touch me?…

I miss the way we used to be,
We used to see eye to eye.
I look at you and reach to touch
The glass just as cold as your eyes.
Such a pretty face despite your tears,
Your fears they drip like mourning.
Every morning I wake up to find you,
Only finding you still gone.


Two faced

Today the sky is honest,
Puffing clouds of grey.
But I… I look like walking colors,
Bursting auroras of rainbows and glitter.

Today the sky is honest,
Raining drops like deep blue words.
But I… I am in hiding
Inside words that sound of joy.

Today the sky is honest,
Pouring truths so raw.
But I…I am a deceitful
Inside a brilliant hued disguise.



Let us be flowers
Stretching our necks
Tall to the heart of the sun

We are thirsty
Let us drink the rays
That burn brighter than ours

We are hungry
Let us eat the nutrients
Others possess

We are…alive
We are not choking
We breathe the air that belongs
To someone else