Tagged: poem
at any given
at any given
moment, there is a concert
in full swing in our
heads, a rich cacophony, an
audience – cue the smoke machine
.
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perhaps in the end,
perhaps in the end,
our batteries will simply
swell beyond what our
bodies can withstand, too late to
backup, to transfer, to transcend
.
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at the edge of sleep,
at the edge of sleep,
i am waiting for one of
your memories to
pull me down deeper, or is it
one of my memories, dead weight
.
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years of practicing
years of practicing
empathy just to survive –
these makeshift feelings
.
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afternoon into
afternoon into
evening, vacillating
between whimsical
and triggering – america,
america, america
.
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we are within the
we are within the
city, and the city is
within us, or so
we like to pretend when making
it feels unattainable
.
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let’s collect enough
let’s collect enough
golden hours in a lifetime
to string a necklace
longer than the horizon,
more weightless than our eyes can see
.
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on the fifth day of
on the fifth day of
summer, we are sitting still
in ninety-degree
weather, waiting and hoping
that the heat never finds us
.
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most days, the silver
most days, the silver
lining is absolute grey,
the difference being
an invitation to engage –
we blink, look for another way
.
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