Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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You pulled me out of the way
You weren’t speaking
I was afraid
You are so afraid of people being upset that you speak that you don’t speak when it’s important anymore
I hope she’s okay.
She was so mad at herself I could feel it.
Even though it wasn’t her fault.
Do you think we did good?
I think the crows have the answer.
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I don’t even want to know the reasons why I just want to know
You’re okay
You’re beautiful
I know, I know
I love you.
You are beautiful and you are always beautiful. When I see you I smile and I still don’t know why,
One of the ones who I always want to check up on I hope
I hope you’re okay.
My beautiful Jupiters.
My beautiful stars that move all over and never sit still
But so quiet sometimes and I just
Please be okay you beautiful ones.
You who is afraid,
And this terrible aftershock.
Because ripples or because we’re all connected
But I love you.
I do so please be okay.
I know you were slipping, I know you shared it I know how it looks
I’m there every day but
Beautiful star
Beautiful light
Beautiful lady
Beautiful love
Please stay with me.
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You pulled me out of the way
You weren’t speaking
I was afraid
You are so afraid of people being upset that you speak that you don’t speak when it’s important anymore
I hope she’s okay.
She was so mad at herself I could feel it.
Even though it wasn’t her fault.
Do you think we did good?
I think the crows have the answer.
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You pulled me out of the way
You weren’t speaking
I was afraid
You are so afraid of people being upset that you speak that you don’t speak when it’s important anymore
I hope she’s okay.
She was so mad at herself I could feel it.
Even though it wasn’t her fault.
Do you think we did good?
I think the crows have the answer.
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Blackened tan sunburns
He’s got the world on his shoulders all the time.
So many lost thought I wonder if his are close to mine.
Somewhere a forest
Somewhere the thieves got lost in time
But how could it matter, when his heart never seems so close to mine
As it did on those young days when we were just on some kind of adventure
And then it froze.
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Because Mars would be like my younger sister
Who always thought she was older than me for some reason
When she didn’t know I was always aware of those few so called short months between because I had to know
At the end of the day
Who was being held responsible for every action made
So Saturn like my brother who
I feel like we had such a bond and now he barely makes eye contact with me and I never understand why
And I
Then that feeling of the inevitable fall I know I won’t make the turn I won’t I
Paralysed myself with fear and
Down the hill into the earth
But that shock
Of hitting the ground and then
What is that sound it’s really weird is it a backfiring car?
Yes
I put off thoughts but I have to reach them eventually they don’t float away
Because I don’t either.
I just feel like I exist in three different ways all the time and it doesn’t quite
Match the world’s view of what I thought being human was
I hear one track mind
I have no idea what that means I can’t relate
Or remember relating
Too much ringing in my ears.
I don’t have to justify
I don’t know what but good to know I suppose
Scarlet rain and black rainbows.