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I could
cater to the base
space breaks
to their fave shapes
'til our poems
share
the same
face
take bites
and bite takes
so we spit
similar
bits
(mouths full)
of the
same
bad taste
spew
flowery text
to equate
words
with waste
while
wanton watchers
tie tongues
and
damn
with faint
praise
then
race
to (re-)
create
more supposed
"prosetry"
for the masses
to embrace
drain the
passion
from my pen and
emulate their
tired states
united by a
flagging
declaration
that theirs
is the form
to trace
but I'd rather
run
my
game and
let the
world
give chase
cater to the base
space breaks
to their fave shapes
'til our poems
share
the same
face
take bites
and bite takes
so we spit
similar
bits
(mouths full)
of the
same
bad taste
spew
flowery text
to equate
words
with waste
while
wanton watchers
tie tongues
and
damn
with faint
praise
then
race
to (re-)
create
more supposed
"prosetry"
for the masses
to embrace
drain the
passion
from my pen and
emulate their
tired states
united by a
flagging
declaration
that theirs
is the form
to trace
but I'd rather
run
my
game and
let the
world
give chase
Literature
My First and Last War Poem
When he came back from the war,
all he saw was shrapnel.
Not like the sort on the battlefield,
at home there were no bodies,
there was no thick sticky blood on his hand,
She stood at the beach,
brushed back a strand of hair
a jellyfish washed onto shore.
She knew only the dead were that clear
and it reminded her of the poisonings:
dead cats and dogs curled in balls along the sidewalk
after some jerk littered the doorsteps
steaks marinated in cyanide.
instead, he watched his family,
watched himself at the dinner
table as if he weren't even eating
swallowed the potatoes and wondered
"where is the metallic flavor;"
"where is th
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insert slew of fbombs here:___
if i printed this poem and
slammed it in your face,
you would just complain
that i'm killing the trees
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parachutes
I exist to protect you, to hate your absence more than I love your presence, to make your brain more quiet, but your laugh much louder. I exist to dull the edges and to make your breathing hurt less. as I brush my eyelashes against your chest, you are breathing warm, and I tell you that our bodies are invisible, but our hearts are illuminated. and when we look into the water, we don't see our reflections- we see our heartbeats. your hand is on my heart and you know it's beating and you know I'm alive, and without being able to see or feel anything else, you know I'm okay.
I am here to show you sadness in silence, because that is what sadness
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writing on DA usually bites ass but this is the shit. this is the best