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The Hand of Someone I strolled to our mailbox, praying that I would not hate the mailman. Praying he would not make my day any worse and making me any closer to getting myself killed. The boxes’ squeak was covered up by my sigh of relief. Inside was a letter of word from my son, Peter. It read, in true 11year old fashion, as follows: Dear Mom and Dad, School is going great! I’m learning lots of things I never knew before and I’m making all kinds of friends I never would have met had I not come here. I know every kid has to do it but I feel like I’m getting the most out ofThe Hand of Someone
by ~Itrytowrite
Hearing AirI choreograph my life around a waistline. Past girlfriends tell me they’re doing fine But I don’t really care Once they’re in their own life and out of mine. Pick and choose the crop like you know What to look for but I know you don’t Scarcely do I pretend to care It doesn’t seem necessary to show.Hearing Air
I dance my way around the frontline Skipping stones to pretend I feel fine. It’ll never scar me again Once I let heal this wrist line. A literal meaning to a metaphor Is what I revolve my day looking for. I put my own sun in the sky Just hoping flowers
by ~Itrytowrite
Found IneffectiveWe'll sit like children on sandcastles Watch the tide roll in. Wash the little bodies out past the ridge. Abled bodies hold onto the free space Between sanction and disgrace. We'll hold true with what we said at first Save it for the last resort. Calm sunk beneath the screaming minds But told not what it had in mind to bury the pier in garbage and faith year after year. Jets lined the sky as a permanent fix With cluster bombs thrown into the mix We're shattered shards of metal bits all sharpened for one purpose.Found Ineffective
Resources wrap us up in binds
by ~Itrytowrite
dance for lifeFor the sake of us all, let's dance And show everybody that we don't know how to move our feet. But also that we don't care how they look at us Because we can move any way we'd like to.dance for life
In the midst of life, let's sing And make ourselves look stupid because of our cracking voices. But we wouldn't look stupid to ourselves Because we can laugh like nobody else can.
by ~Itrytowrite
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about a sunny disposition in cellophane, urgent; when are you a person? when they let you be... a pain in the side
by ~extramundane
I am a self-loathing astronautTime capsule Dance the night away You say your alright I guess I won’t question You know, no you don’t Lets do a protest For being absent Lets leave a new package At their doorstep Just don’t worry I’ll be thereI am a self-loathing astronaut
These things take time
I am a self-loathing astronaut You want to go for a ride I’ll be happy to supply Are you a hooker? Or are you classy Do you want me to know No, no you don’t
New heart attack Take a pill I’ll deliver life at your doorstep These things take time
I am the al
by ~gangsta-and-poet
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"Some ambiguity masquerading around as mystery is all anyone is ever looking for anymore. This is why transvestites are always in such good moods"
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
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A smile is a curve that can get a lot of things straight.
...and so I love you and all that jazz
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A smile is a curve that can get a lot of things straight.
...and so I love you and all that jazz
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