Blues After Goodbye

The saddest oceans —

I won’t ever drown in you anymore,

I won’t ever stare at your eyes

Where joy once met

Melancholy

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I’ll never hold your hands —

Hands made to kiss and love

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I won’t ever kiss your lips,

And taste a bit of you

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I will never. Never

Ever.

— I repeat to myself:

Never,

I will never be with you

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ML

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Light

I love you above all things — in the memories

Of your light blonde hair, I forget

What time and suffering mean

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My grandmother, you’ve become a child

In your forgetfulness,

But your sweet smile still shines the same

Light of the woman I’ve loved all my life

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Staring at your green eyes, I see nothing,

But my own reflection —

From womb to womb,

We now are here because of you

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Do you know

How much you’re loved?

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ML

Faux Vulgarity

Walking down the street,

Breathing in somebody’s cigarette smoke,

Dazzled by the scent of slow death and nicotine,

I remember that I don’t have a father —

I’m technically a bastard, but

Pardon my elevated self esteem: I have a baby doll

Face, anyway. People say

I’m gonna go places while I take my daily

Antidepressant

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Walking down the street, I remember

That girl’s kiss. Her fingers, her

Naked body, her tongue…

And the fact that I haven’t slept

With my boyfriend yet

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I’m trapped in the horizon.

I can’t stop staring at this gorgeous

View… It’s a cloudy afternoon

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I smile. No, I don’t know why.

I just wonder

If anyone’s really normal at this point.

I sigh because everything seems so mundane

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ML

Her Soul

Once I promised to steal a star from the sky

Just so she could have a light to guide her

Through this dead, dark, quiet land

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Still

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My thievery would be just an act of

Empty beauty

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Why steal stars from the sky when

She has light

Shining brightly within her soul?

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ML

Unintentional

I’m just an ever changing concept

Of ideologies over ideologies;

A confusion of new ideas and old memories

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Don’t say you want me to fall in love with you.

Be careful —

I think you’ve been bewitched enough.

You’ve fallen under my unintentional spells

While I’m still trying to figure out what’s

My definition of life

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ML

Voice

Running and running; speaking louder

Than the dead.

I want to be the voice of the defeated.

The witness —

One of the many to sing for

The broken

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Running and running; I breathe out life

Into people’s lungs

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Hold my hand because I don’t want to be alone

When I become one

Of the voices of the silent

Mouths

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ML

The Painful World

This is still a painful world

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We’ve built kingdoms and goverments over

Red lands. We’ve built them

With solid bricks; held them with our

Bleeding hands, even when we were too weak to sustain

The weight of our reality

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And children still run outside…

Ravens still fly in the nighttime sky.

Flowers bloom. Flowers always bloom because

Life knows no limits

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ML