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Past Trails
The worst competition,
Is the one that always lingers,
It never truly comes in first,
But it seems to be fighting for more than second.
Literature
Angstxiety
I am work weak on Wednesday
in a heap of hangover and hesitation
with fingers on a phone haptically
actively anticipating feedback—
I need that why do I need that.
My angst and anxiety
is constant and courses
and throbs with a pulse
that demands concern
of a baby boomer crooning poetic
in the distance to call me antisocial, or you know,
you could just call me.
If being this busy in an age
of constant communication
feels like having slept
but not feeling rested,
I'd rather cancel my plans
like a responsible millennial
and go to bed.
Literature
Stepfather
his hands painted me purple
along my jaw, under my eyes.
i would freeze to his rigid words
his dark stare, to a frown
oh my silence
when i could run, i surely ran
when i could fight,
i still took to flight
shame is a ghost
i freeze to the thoughts
of some young days
when i
abandoned her to him.
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With him boxed in
pinewood, she asked;
Are you glad?
I said; I don’t know enough
about death to answer that.
Literature
draptomania
they say he grows roses in the devil's garden
that he dances a clockwork vaudeville, a sinner's penance.
that he's a man of of dirty knees and sweaty palms,
howling a name that isn't mine. that he's
a special matter of calamity with a dormant heart and a lucent mind.
a hollow man, a transgression,
a bare and tremulous traveller
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