Category: Poetry

My need for cleanliness broke the toaster. I could not have done it all by myself. My neurosis jabbed deeper into my brain. I had to get out the crumbs. My need to get that last piece of toast. I was stuck in the four corners too. My psychosis whispered into my ear. I hear…

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I leaned and put my finger to my temple, all my energies gathered in one place, overwhelmed by the definite departure, my brain has slowed. How much control is left for me? My death might bring greater reward, but I won’t know until it happens, and then it will be too late to go back…

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When I took the first step, it did not feel right. The moon had not appeared, the stars were not guiding me. Her name was Eyonte, I remember it clearly. Hair that was golden brown. The way she wrote e in her name. Eyont-e! Oh, Eyont-e! How much I miss hearing it too. Why did…

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Living takes courage. Yes, it does. A little bit of humor too. There was never less of me and more of you. Living to the fullest can’t be seen from far away. Only close up. Definitely closer is better. We taste the bitter pills doctors give us to be strong. What is strength? What is…

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The book arrived and beyond excited to smell the cover, To open the book to the middle and gloss over the page. Those masterful written words by a masterful writer. His name was Ernest Hemingway. He was a jerk too. Mental illness ran in his family including suicidal thoughts. I can put his negative traits…

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If that day ever arrives, I will not thank you, even if you beg. You will not be able to use my name. That will be for sure. That will be for sure. One year of learning turned into twenty-five years of payback. And no, I have not seen a better life. I have not…

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If I snap my fingers, will all my mistakes be undone? Will all the years I have kicked myself for doing this and doing that be erased? No, I don’t think so. No, it’s not possible. No, it can’t be done. This isn’t a pop in a VHS tape and rewind as far you I…

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I stand before you not as a friend or enemy. You once regarded me worthy to hold your hand, as you puked alongside the toilet after a night’s drinking. Who do you think got rid of the foul smell? It was I who pulled the yellow gloves up my scrawny arms. The material scratching my…

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You affect something within me, not in a twisted way. One could describe it as the kind of wonder, wanting more. I could fly as the mythical phoenix restoring its power. The voice transporting me into a new wonderful. I will swim in the warm waters and take comfort in the sand. Do not come…

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A Crooked Mouth Pearly whites appear, Mouth upturned at the corners, The smile wide again. A Winter Hibernation Gather hairs and rocks, Stuff them into hibernation. Close eyes to the light. The Lotus Disappears Sacred roots deep down, Deliciously edible, Nighttime disappears. The Sight of a Rainbow Scent of the freshness – Red, orange, yellow,…

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Fill the jar with red cinnamon bears. Eat them until your mouth burns. Fill the jar with black sunflower seeds. Suck the salt before you crack the shells. Fill the jar with green jellybeans. Eat them until your stomach hurts. Fill the jar with tinfoil wrapped chocolates. Peel each one as you bite it with…

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This is called for what it is, between the third and fourth hour, and it is called man.  It hums and sings louder with every beat.  It draws into itself, tall with fingers as willowy as his body. It is kindness that people enjoy when the man comes knocking on all kinds of doors.  Lightly…

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