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The Binary Code
The binary code is plastered everywhere
from the billboard of the new romance movie
to the books that have shaped our history.
The binary code is ingrained in our heads
as we see the magazines,
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After All of This
It's only February
and look at this world.
I want to know if we'll
get through all of this.
And on the other side,
will I still be standing,
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romantic
i hate valentine's day:
i used to be a hopeless romantic
and maybe that's why i want to hide
in a corner, staying unnoticed.
i love valentine's day:
i used to love chocolate box
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tootsie pops
"What's your favorite flavor?"
My dad hands me an array of lollipops:
Blue, pink, purple and orange,
And I instinctively go for the orange one.
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i wish that you could read this
I'll stop staring,
I'll stop caring,
I'll stop texting you,
I'll stop hoping you'll like me too.
There's no point in staring if you don't meet my gaze,
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From Poetry Class...
We had to write a poem about an animal
in poetry class the other day,
And I didn't know what topic to choose,
so of course I wrote about you:
A bee flies in front
of my window,
Loves
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stranger to blue water
sing to me.
i've been a stranger once more
to your hills and valleys, to the
gaps of sunlight between your grasping evergreens.
i've been a stranger
to the red barn
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T
Tired.
worn out.
Stuck in daydreams,
so checked out.
It's been like this for months.
and getting worse in bumps and grunts.
the summer heat, it floods my mind
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the sentence that ends with a semi-colon
avidly existential,
dying words essential,
they're floating through my mind,
like an unfrozen astronaut,
cryogenically prepared
not to find
a program,
for this forgotten play
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acting in a forgotten play
My life is a play whose writer has forgotten their motivation. The lines of the script are blurred, somewhat resembling the bricks on the wall I sit beside now.
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songs from an empty chair
I write this now, in loving memory of a man who has not yet left us.
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ember
They come out of nowhere,
people rising up from the ashes,
no coordination, no plan in place,
just people who, at the same time, spread all over,