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A day out of 366 Stars spun around and spanned  My words spiced with salts of a hysterics The loneliness of which is damned But joy I keep, is even   And when I sip, the life goes on
I’m a little too much of the same thing I run on the railway lines That roll as straight and narrow As the razor-sharp wire I Am constantly using as a tightrope
It begins as a small seed Lodged in your ear Blocking all sound Soon, the roots spread   Little brown threads reach down into the canal
No One’s Coming   I wish that time would stop again.   Lying still in perfect darkness, bundled up in illness and discomfort.
counting knots in the wood slats- the ones i can feel my nonexistent breath bounce off against the ones holding up the musty mattress that does not get granted a body for most of the year silent cabin
for so long you've been sinking belly full of stones i press my lips to yours with the notion that breathing outward might send you upward  but somehow accidentally i breathe in
Exhalation is the flow, Of my body, my mind, and my soul,  Of the respiratory current out, Into the air about.  The deep breathes I take, Will help calm the mistakes, That I've only made in my mind.
It would be outrageous for me to say anything has shaped me this year more intensely Than my own grand failures caused by my need for outside approval.   A year ago, I wouldn’t have been willing to admit that.
there are peopleputting themselves in a box,afraid to step on anyone's toes,never seeing that those,same people have their own feetresting low upon the box,pushing them out to sea.  So when i open my mouth,to speak my free,they turn around, hatefu
Sometimes, she doesn't get out of bed. It seems so difficult. The color of sadness is so deep. But she must rise. Her subjects need attention.  Is it not strange.
That moment, where words from my mind Flow through my hand and into my pen That moment, when all of the thoughts Become organized, and no longer scream Are you listening?! Can you hear me... Do you even care?
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