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NO SOLICITORS PLEASE
Leave me alone,
The door is etched with sidewalk scratches
Blood or chalk will paint my walls.
My phone case smells of last tuesday, my breath
Smells of you. We celebrate our angst with massacres. -
trojan waltz
she wishes she was Helen.
her temple, sacred to all cynical teenagers
her temples, soldiers bounding from the barracks.
whittling war cries and humming to themselves. -
apricot
creep into my arms,
there are plenty of holes to climb into,
can you be one?
gothic style letttered vows, -
Perpetuated
A band of storytellers cries at the wake.
We mourn the basic rhythm of tomorrow,
Your words, overpowered by the bass.
Could I ask a question? And could you
Respond in all honesty, modestly? -
Breaking Barriers, Broken Bones
IV
i dislike to
tie up loose ends,
to correct myself.
but after you cracked me open
you left my pieces
scattered and sharp
obsidian shards
u picked me up to throw me
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Untitled
I spent years, scared of the bible,
Scared of religious conservation
And conversations
Perhaps I am still scared.
I drained my thoughts
And used to the pulp to
Turn into a quilt and